Thursday, March 5, 2015

Shaking Out A Month Of Cobb Webs



After about a month out of the saddle, I made a point of hitting the pavement yesterday. Most of February was crammed with work or time with my amazing other half. I had spent ten days straight working a mix of my new job and my coffee shop time, so I was ready for some stress relief. The soggy roads would not stop me. My fall spinning sessions were full of traveling a 30 mile stretch out to the Rockaways and Jacob Riis park, but I think Ive come to love the stop and go of working my way towards Bayside and around to College Point. I wanted to see how Little Neck Bay had frozen over. You don't see frozen fucking bays in Florida. 


The weather was decent. These days, 40 degrees on a bike ride feels good. Under Armor, Thermal Top, The Hundreds Anorak, and Thermals under jeans is plenty for that weather. Ive tried a few methods of wrapping my feet since I've been riding in my standard vans. This day was sandwich bags. The ride was great. I was a little weak at first, but my legs stretched out and I felt amazing. Socks with sandwich bags with more socks on top seemed to work pretty well. My feet felt cozy, but the layers were not too thick to cut of circulation. Unfortunately, the sandwich bags were no match for the slush snow I found in Crocheron Park. My feet were damp from walking my bike through and snapping some pictures, but nothing too terrible. I made my way along Little Neck Bay and out towards College Point. One of the great things about cruising the five boroughs on a bike is the pace at which you can take things in. In this case, I saw a meat market that has been in business 91 years. I noticed the store front as I stopped to tie my shoes before the turn onto College Point Blvd. What Bacon lover could miss the massive sign consuming the store front window. The announcement of house smoked slab bacon cut to order was almost more than I could stand. A return trip to taste these wonders will be required, but yesterday was not the time to stop. I made my way down my usual path on College Point Blvd and to my cut through near the Flushings Home Depot. After quick stop in the Depot for an a snake, I went to cut through Corona Park. Unfortunately, my usual cut through was proper snowed over. I thought I would find a bastion of hope after a mild snow trek, but I was wrong. Slush and puddle plagued the mile and a half through the park. By the end, my feet were soaked and returning home was not an option. While the end was not ideal, the ride was nice. It felt good to be back on the road and let my legs loose.