908am
Missed 806. Every other morning with the car I've been wrong. Yesterday at the same time I arrived there were 3 spots in the main lot...Same thing Monday.
Whatever.
I've got two layers on top but wearing shorts. Yesterday was so warm and today's the forecasted final repeat so I reckon it's nice to wear some lighter clothes.
Immediately out on to Ashland I had to take the bike on the sidewalk, there was too much slow, construction backups that in "Truman Show" fashion ended after I walked around it.
I probably missed the light at Flatbush b/c of it but I'm not getting nuts over that, either. I am so pumped for my workout tonight. I'm going to destroy every calorie inside me.
The Mets won last night and will be in the Series so Dad and I will absolutely be going there Friday. I'm more excited now that I know we have good seats at face value.
It was a pretty unremarkable ride -- a couple of selfish drivers but nothing worth posting about. I had a good decline and listened to some good tunes. I chose a couple off Blues Traveler's Bridge, because, well....
Miri said she wanted to give me a kiss before I left. Then she did.
Thank you for reading.
Playlist:
Red Hot Chili Peppers: "Warlocks"
Red Dragon Cartel: "Shout It Out"
Blues Traveler: "You Reach Me," "You're Burning Me"
Monster Magnet: "Live For The Moment"
530pm
Return ride was to Penn. Do you see what happens when you first remember your wallet at the Bridge? Do you SEE what HAPPENS?
Still did it in 20 minutes and I was not pushing as hard as I could.
Did not listen to music, though.
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