I've had it on the back of my mind for a while now. Lately it's become a bit of an obsession.
I've been dreaming of having a bike. I want to be able to get to the beach without having to get in my car. I'm used to being walking distance but now I'm too far for my two feet to get me there.... unless...
On the Brooklyn Bridge was where my mind was truly opened to the concept of a bike as a tool for getting around. As I walked across there were the sounds of bike bells echoing through the humid air. I grew up taking bike rides through forests and parks and especially for riding to swim in the river.
It was so much better than walking because I didn't have to waste any time being out of the water.
I would ride home as fast as my pedals could take me, eat dinner and then blast back to jump into the cool moving water.
Those were my summers when I was a kid. I lived and breathed the outdoors.
These days I struggle with trying to figure out how to get enough exercise that won't beat the living daylights out of me with exhaustion. I do okay for a while and then I crash. With a bike I could leisurely get places I want to go.
I could pick up some groceries, cruise by the open air markets and take a lunch down to the beach.
I could sit under the willows at Beacon Hill park and ride through the long grass that rolls down to the ocean waves. Mostly, I could gain back some of things in life I have lost.
This dream obsession brought to you with photos from Electra Bikes, and Basil bike accessories.