...I thought they'd snap off just like Eugene Levy's...

Missed the Oside train by seconds in the freezing morning. I tried to beat the train to E. Rock, but I couldn't get across Atlantic Ave. in time so I had to book it with iced up fingers to RVC, which I did in ample time. My digits were so cold I thought they'd snap off just like Eugene Levy's in "Stay Tuned." It is obviously harder to ride in the cold as my lungs need to acclimate and that can take as much as 10 minutes -- by then I'm already a slave to the grind.

That set the tone, and mood and phsyical well-being of the day and I felt as though I couldn't open my eyes at one point. They were half-closed on the ride down to work today -- and by the time I had made it outside Penn it wasn't as bitter-cold as it was in LI. My eyelids were still mostly shut though as the stress of the past few days has hit me hard. I have one sick day left on the calendar year and I was very very close to just turning around and going home and calling out. But I'd rather use it more stragically.

I know I'll need a lot of coffee today as I missed out this morning. I am bare-back again, since I brought my backpack & lunch to work yesterday and left it overnight. Couldn't say if it helped any, but it was a smart move not to ride yesterday between having legal obligations after work and the fact that it continued to flurry in the morning and gust (sometimes violently).

Even my playlist, which by all means should pump me up, didn't do an ample job -- when you're that tired it's a tough thing to snap out of. There were some tourists as I rode through WFC taking photos of Ground Zero and I waved my arms to try to disrupt them but to no avail.

I had to stop seconds later and turn around since they closed off the lane. I decided to cut myself a little slack and use the elevator that's there and then walked the bike across the highway and it brought me over to the NJ Transit outlet (Bad idea, I know. Sometimes I need to remind myself why I don't do this often), and made my way back toward Park Row.

As I parked the bike on Nassau Street I saw the guy who gave me a hard time last week in front of my building. He didn't seem to notice me. It was too cold to pick up where we left off and I had to urinate real badly.

Playlist:
Hellyeah - "Goddamn," "One Thing," "Nausea"
Led Zeppelin - "Achilles Last Stand"
Rollins Band - "Your Number is One" (Long version)

Thank you for reading.