Welcome back dude!

First morning of the transit strike and there were two kinds of traffic; 1)fairly fast moving traffic above midtown and 2)barely moving traffic below midtown. All the cars that passed me in the beginning I passed later in my commute.

Since it is the first day of the strike, there were more cyclists on their way to work. Some were wobbly, some were slow and all were determined. It felt good to see them, but not so good to ride behind them so I ended up passing all of them while also demonstrating how to take a lane, split lanes, zig-zag and generally ride like traffic is there for your amusement.

Odd thing about today was that I didn't stop once. Not for a red light or anything. I ran every red light I came to and not in the dangerous way, but in the "traffic is stuck so tight that no one's moving and people are crossing in between so I can do the same" kind of way. I wasn't particularly faster today, just didn't have to stop which was good. I could get used to this.

Whoa Moment of the Day: Coming down Lexington Ave. around E47th St. where the road surface is really rough, I hopped/jumped a big corner sewer grating with a cab inches alongside me and right in front of some peds that went, "Whoa! Did you see that?"