" bike fetish day '07 & cycloptic cycling "

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it's always a curious sensation when after another unexpected "super" bike ride, you find that not only is your head pounding from lack of water, the cramp in your side is still there, but your assbone is "super" hurty.

so ouch!

so, as luck would have it, today was bike fetish day '07 down on havemeyer and grand. it was pretty fun, but i think that i'd of had a better time if i didn't go by myself.

the sun was out, it was all hot and pretty out. there was BBQ and me with no money. there were definitely special edition silkscreened tees, hand-made stickers, and of course, as is the territory, all manner of hipster and hipsterettes fetishists slinging their fixed gears and their bikecessories. then again...i guess i had a beard too.

i decided that since it was so nice out i should at least go on a short ride. to the w'burg bridge!



this time i brought my camera with me, so i made sure to get some shots of the old domino sugar factory, the JMZ trains running along the tracks in the middle of the bridge, and the sign of the bridge all graffitti'd up.

after i got into the city, i guess sheer interest kept me going forward, so i decided to hit up the greenway, and meander upwards towards central park.

after riding with other cyclists from 37th up to 59th, i took a loop around central park. then i felt all tired. then my eyes started to burn all weird and crazy.



then i started to feel all hot and overworked. then i found myself back around the entire park, so i started to ride home.

after i reaches around 54th street, something flew into my eye and i couldn't shake it off. then i tried to rub it off...nope didn't work. the best idea i could think of was to takeout my contact lens and attempt to put it back in, which is the stupidest thing you can do with dirty bike ride hands.

the contact dried out, then fell to the ground, and i found myself cycloptic and had to ride all the way home squinting like a pirate. if you have 20/20 vision, you'll never know the sweet soft focus bliss of near-sightedness, and i hope you never have to experience that when biking through traffic through manhattan.

i guess i made it home okay, but now that i't been hours later, i'm still no less hurty in the assbone area. can someone suggest a new saddle?

bike rides are rad.

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