THERE is nothing quite like gliding on two wheels as the wind is on your face. And so I decided to kick off my summer the other day by renting a bike and gliding through Central Park. The weather was just perfect. Pleasantly warm, but overcast enough so it was not too hot, but overcast enough to make you ride into the wind — as well as wonder when the first rain drop might come.
As I was riding along with my friend Hindy, gaining speed as I rotated between the hilly and flat terrain of the park, wheels spinning, I was overjoyed at the pleasures of summertime. Ah, the pleasure of that park.