We know we're committed to something (or someone) when an absolutely normal, routine day of it is utterly satisfying.
Today was such a day. I didn't take a long ride: Just enough to meet my friend Bruce, whom I hadn't seen in months, for lunch and to wander some side streets of the East and West Villages in Manhattan.
I'll admit, though, the weather was glorious: warm, but not overly so, and sunny, with a few clouds and moderate humidity.
The ride itself was its own reward. But even if such hadn't been the case, the ride would have been worth it for this:
His sign reads: "Keepin' It Real. I Need Weed. Spare $1.00. Respect the (I couldn't read the last word.)"
It wouldn't surprise me if he didn't actually smoke weed. Actually, I hope that's the case, if only because it would show that the man has a talent. Perhaps one day he will be able to use it, and won't need to stand with a sign like that.
Then, hopefully, he'll make some other cyclist's--or someone else's day. It might even be on a day like today.
Today was such a day. I didn't take a long ride: Just enough to meet my friend Bruce, whom I hadn't seen in months, for lunch and to wander some side streets of the East and West Villages in Manhattan.
I'll admit, though, the weather was glorious: warm, but not overly so, and sunny, with a few clouds and moderate humidity.
The ride itself was its own reward. But even if such hadn't been the case, the ride would have been worth it for this:
His sign reads: "Keepin' It Real. I Need Weed. Spare $1.00. Respect the (I couldn't read the last word.)"
It wouldn't surprise me if he didn't actually smoke weed. Actually, I hope that's the case, if only because it would show that the man has a talent. Perhaps one day he will be able to use it, and won't need to stand with a sign like that.
Then, hopefully, he'll make some other cyclist's--or someone else's day. It might even be on a day like today.
