I'm not pushing as hard as I once thought I needed to. Not sure if it's b/c I leave myself an extra couple of minutes or because I made nearly every light today. I'll conserve a lot of that for the winter (I know I'm repeating myself -- sorry).
One interesting thing did happen at the very end of the ride back.
At the corner of 31st St. & 7th Ave., possibly one of the busiest intersections in the world, a cop car hit a van's back passenger side. It was a loud BANG and then you heard all the air hissing its way out of the rear tire. This happened, in my opinion, because pedestrians cross as the westbound traffic light turns but if there's no car immediately coming toward them they'll keep walking. I know every NY pedestrian is more important than the next -- I mean, why else would they be getting those uber-important calls and texts? -- but they seem to think they are indestructible and they are not. Their bones will break just as easily as the next uber-important pedestrian who will step over them just to get to MSG, or the NJT, or the LIRR or the subway. I mention all this because the van in question was making a right into this tiny passageway and probably stopped short because of the aforementioned pedestrian-ism and that's why the poor van driver's day is completely decimated. It really wasn't his fault and the cop should've used a little better judgment.
Today was round-trip #295.
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