Recently, I’ve been biking around New York and I have to say, I’m hooked. But while I pedal the city in running shoes and a hoody, I’m ousted by a sea of skin-wrapped spandex riders zipping by me – most of them casting dirty looks. I want to believe that I’ll understand the attire one day or even the mindset that gets them to wear it. Maybe I’ll progress to the point where it makes sense. But to tell you the truth, I highly doubt it.
I’m not racing nor am I preparing for a long distance haul. I’m riding, because it feels good – because I need to shed some weight and because this city is drastically being shaped for and by cyclists (Read more on that here.) and I want to be a part of that. For now, it’s my new way to explore the city. Here are some photographs from the frame.