A Beautiful Day

Anyone who follows this blog knows that I rave and rage about commuting in the mornings, it's a love/hate relationship. This mornings commute, however, was one of the best I've ever had. Subrosa was in top shape - tires topped off at 80psi, chain lubed, none-squeeky-creaky-dialed-in perfection. Beautiful sunny morning, cool enough to not break a sweat, warm enough to relax in a t-shirt. It's nice to not be in a rush and to be able to just casually enjoy the first ride of the day, working up a mean appetite in the process. 20 minute commute, a perfect little taste, just enough to cheer you up and set you up for a good day...

Once I got to Dumbo, I really wish I could have just kept going. All along the waterline, past Verrazano Bridge, right on Flatbush Ave to the Far Rockaway Beach to stare at some waves.

A beautiful day.


Retardo Montalban said...

Your stem is crooked.

Curtis Chorizali said...

not a chance! its optical illusion, man!