Sorry, for my absence, unless you didn’t notice it, in which case I retract my apology.
Either way, in a sublime bit of irony, I was sitting in traffic so that my son could ride a bicycle at Kissena Velodrome in Queens:
That bicycle being the Frejus, Jr. from Classic Cycle, who had better reimburse me for gas money:
Anyway, the kid’s really flying now that we figured out those green things are protective wheel covers and not “speed fairings,” and that you’re supposed to take them off:
I’m quite impressed by the program so far, but I’m not about to post a picture of other people’s kids on the Internet, so here’s a picture of the track with nobody on it instead:
As for me, my own velocipedal adventures today consisted entirely of running local errands on my designer basket bike:
In case you’re wondering, this is what you feel like when you run errands in New York City on a Platypus:
Rest assured I have no delusions that I have anything in common with Sean Connery (apart from the fact that I have hair on my face) but such is the transcendent power of the Platypus that I’m surprised when I catch a glimpse of myself in a storefront window and see not “Finding Forrester” but some hobo-adjacent guy in flip-flops.
Finally, last week I mentioned that the shifting on the “Eye Of The Tiger” bike has room for improvement, and look at what showed up in the mail today courtesy of a certain commenter!
I am of course deeply appreciative, and I can’t wait to install it, but had I known my readers were so into wish fulfillment I’d have complained less about shifting and more about money.
I do have two chain whips though!
Now to rummage around in my vast spare parts stores for a chain…