As I wrote this, at 3:33 p.m. (15:33), bright sunshine fills the skies and streets around the Botanical Garden, where the temperature has risen to 75F (24C).
It’s hard to believe that when I rode early this morning, I saw this:
and this:
and the temperature was 52F (11C).
Still, I enjoyed my ride on Tosca, my Mercian fixed gear, down the Hudson River Greenway into lower Manhattan. I wore shorts and a flannel hoodie over a stretchy black short-sleeved top: enough to keep me warm yet still feel the bracing mist.
You might say I had the best of both worlds. I would agree. Still, I’ll try to get in another, if shorter, ride after work. If I do, would that mean that I’ve ridden from the best of both worlds to the best of all worlds—or, at least all that are available at this time of year?
