ok, still draggin' today (must be this seasonal no-sunlight do hickey) but I forced myself onto the bike.

I must say I was wishing myself off the whole way thru Queens and the bridge was no picnic either (tho much easier with the less insane winds this AM), but one thing that cheered me up once in Manhattan was a thing that happens from time to time; a woman crossed 57th right in front of me as I waited for a green light. She was holding the hand of a little boy, maybe 2, 2.5 yrs old. Once he caught sight of my bike (rising sun shining thru the clouds onto cruddy road grime offset by numerous colorful stickers) he was transfixed. Total deer in the headlights stare.

She tugged him to the curb and they waited for the same light to cross as I did but once there, he turned around and stared again, and there was a big smile starting to show as the light changed and I rode away....

Ahhhh.....another bike fanatic is born!