Last night I had major flashback.
A little after eight, say around eight-fifteen I hopped on my Trek Mountain bike and took off.
No destination in mind.
The weather was beautiful.
Thought of just getting out and riding.
I climbed on my bike and pedaled through the streets. I had headphones on listening to my favorite jams. There’s nothing like bike riding. Forget jogging, that’s boring. Treadmill, Elliptical? Nah, you’re doing all that work but not going anywhere!
Back in the day, during the spring and the summer I was always on my bike. On weekends I used to ride from our neighborhood all the way to Central Park.
I went everywhere on my bike. I actually spent time as a messenger in the city. But all that ended when a Madison Avenue bus almost ended my life.
The Mongoose Mountain bike was my good friend. I’d head out with Glenn Thomas and we’d have a ball.
No helmet. No bike chain/lock. No cell phone. No time constraint. But I’ll confess; I did have a fanny pack around my waist. Yo, it was the 80’s.
We’d usually take off around seven or eight at night and spend half the night out on our bikes touring the city.
The route was always different. Sometimes we’d take Court Street all the way to the Brooklyn Bridge other times we’d take Flatbush Avenue.
Getting off the bridge we’d head up sixth avenue all the way to the park.
We’d grab a hot dog or two at Gray Papay’s on 8th street in the Village and when we got up to 59th street and Columbus Circle we’d take a short rest. We had friends that worked as bouncers in some of the clubs so we’d ride over to see them and hang out outside the velvet ropes.
On our way back downtown we’d stop off at Ray’s Pizza and check out who was playing at West 4th street.
Heading over the Brooklyn Bridge at night was invigorating; the view was breathtaking. I felt like I was on top of the world. You could see the New York Skyline, The Statue of Liberty and of course our hometown, Brooklyn.
Riding my bike became an addiction. It was an adrenaline rush. If I didn’t have Glenn to ride with I usually went alone.
I miss those days…