Today, after classes, I had a physical therapy session. My therapist is literally down the block from Grand Central Station. I actually enjoyed the session, but I'm also happy to know that next week's session will probably be my last.
Afterward, I took a spin down to Bicycle Habitat. When I went there a couple of weeks ago, I got to chatting with the folks there and forgot why I went: for the free touch-up on a pair of wheels they'd built for me. Well, today I got that done.
While waiting for my bike, I wandered around Soho. About a block and a half from Habitat, I spotted this bike in the process of being locked to one of those Soho boutiques that operates from an old factory building:
The bike itself is a good, though not terribly unusual, one. However, I liked the way it looked on the railings and brick, and in front of that window.
Vishnu, its owner, was locking it up when I arrived on the scene. He was very gracious, if in a bit of a hurry. So he was happy to let me photograph his bike. However, he had already locked his bike before I asked whether I could photograph him. That's too bad: He's not a "hipster" or wannabe; he is a very handsome, youngish man who happened to be stylishly (though not self-consciously so) dressed. Oh well. I'm glad I got this photo, even if I could only get it on my cell phone.
Afterward, I took a spin down to Bicycle Habitat. When I went there a couple of weeks ago, I got to chatting with the folks there and forgot why I went: for the free touch-up on a pair of wheels they'd built for me. Well, today I got that done.
While waiting for my bike, I wandered around Soho. About a block and a half from Habitat, I spotted this bike in the process of being locked to one of those Soho boutiques that operates from an old factory building:
The bike itself is a good, though not terribly unusual, one. However, I liked the way it looked on the railings and brick, and in front of that window.
Vishnu, its owner, was locking it up when I arrived on the scene. He was very gracious, if in a bit of a hurry. So he was happy to let me photograph his bike. However, he had already locked his bike before I asked whether I could photograph him. That's too bad: He's not a "hipster" or wannabe; he is a very handsome, youngish man who happened to be stylishly (though not self-consciously so) dressed. Oh well. I'm glad I got this photo, even if I could only get it on my cell phone.
