While I may not have rented a CitiBike like I mentioned in my previous post “Fresh Start,” I finally did get the courage to borrow my roommate’s bike (Schwinny) and helmet and go for a ride.
I never realized how much I missed riding a bike until I was pedaling along side the Hudson River, wind blowing in my face, geese crossing the bike path, and my Pandora station blasting in my ears. It definitely took me back to the days back home when I ride my bike, somewhat faithfully, everyday on our drive. Rain or shine (especially Rain) I would roll out my purple mountain bike and ride up and down our gravel road, throwing caution to the wind, belting at the top of my longs, as I hit puddles, grass, and fields. (i’ll put a picture of our road below so you understand what I’m talking about).
Even when people talk about how solitary New York City can be, lack of eye contact or random stranger chats, I must admit that sometimes I really value that when I’m singing Maroon 5 and The Four Tops at the top of my lungs on the Greenway and not having to worry about a stray glance or upturned nose at my singing or smiling.
There is nothing more freeing than being on a bike going someplace or no place. I understand why Cynthia and her friends love it so much. While I never see myself braving actual traffic with cars, pedestrians and other cyclists, recreational biking is definitely where it’s at!
My First “Greenway”
Photos from my recent Rides