Rather comfortable in the morning, but blazing friggin' hot in the afternoon. Swapped out my 'cross tyres for some bombproof 700x32 touring tyres for bashing around NYC streets.

Missed my turnoff into the West Village again, so I only got one section of cobbles instead of two. But I made up for it with two rough section on West Houston leaving SoHo for the West Side bike path. Stopped along the way at a pier over the Hudson for a sigh and a silent cry over my job and financial situation with a future somewhere between bleak and possible. Thankfully, my Cannondale 'Cross is a good friend in hard times.

Came home in a about 93 degree heat, pulled off my Giro as a torrent of sweat poured down my head, flipped on the TV (and planted my sweaty and shirtless self down on the couch), and caught the end of today's tour stage.