I took it a bit easier today on the way in. I decided it was OK that people were passing on the way up the Manhattan Bridge, although I caught a fair number of them on the downhill. Once in Manhattan I took it easy. Still, when I arrived at work on 42nd St, I was dripping and it wasn't that hot a day.

On the way home I was in a rush and I had to really get myself going. Nobody passed my on the bridge.

Steady, not sweaty.