New found Hobby

So I've had a road bike back home in Raleigh for the past two years and have always wanted to start biking on a regular basis. Having coached almost every weekend, getting on the bike was a hard thing to do.
This past fall, my suitemate, an avid road biker, was trying to convince me to bring my bike up to the city and ride. He would always say that there is nothing like going through the city on two wheels. I thought that this guy was crazy. I mean riding a bike through the streets of New York seemed like suicide. The amount of cars would scare one enough not to mount a bike and ride.
After constant badgering by Brian, my suitemate, I thought of bringing my bike to the city. He had convinced me that I had to ride up here. So after buying some warm riding clothes and a bike case. I shipped my bike up, got it tuned up and set out on the streets of New York.
What a rush! Brian was right. There is nothing like riding a bike through the city. Having the cars zip by you may scare some, and I thought it would scare me, but in fact, I was filled with adrenaline riding on Broadway. Don't get me wrong, I am petrified when I'm riding, but it is that fear which keeps my senses on alert. I can see sharper, react quicker, and even smell better when riding in the streets. While the streets are fun to ride on, I do try to stay off of them as much as I can, preferring to ride in Central and Riverside parks. Riding in Central Park is great. It's been a great work out as it is filled with rolling hills. If you think the park is flat, guess again.
Just today, I decided to ride along the Hudson river. What a view and a ride. As I rode along the side of the river, I could see the piers, new and old, that once drove the city's economy. Taking a look to my left I could see the skyline of buildings zipping by me. Then just as I am heading towards the south end of the island, Battery Park, I spot Lady Liberty with her arm straight up holding her torch welcoming all into this country. Chills ran through me as it was the first time to catch a glimpse of the statue other than from an airplane.
So if you ever want a hobby to take up, buy a road bike and become one with the road. You will not regret it. (And the picture is not of me!)