Two whole days and nights went by of not riding. For me, that sucks. Problem is that I got a freelance job with an ad agency and the hours have been grueling. I get home when it’s dark, and Jason doesn’t want me riding at night by myself until I have more experience. So, I’ve been riding the subway to work. Tonight, I had to move the bike because of alternate side parking rules. (The streets get cleaned in the morning, so the bike has to be moved to the other side.) I decided to ride down to Superfine, one of my favorite restaurants, and get some dinner.
When I sat down for dinner, I realized how tired I was. And I rode there tired. Dinner was amazing– steak au poivre medium rare. But I decided to leave the bike there across the street from the restaurant and walk home.
Safety measures. Take them.