June 13, 2004
Jersey Biaxident
I accidentally went to New Jersey last week, thinking that my grandmum's birthday party was this weekend (slight difference between the 13th and the 19th, it seems). I do enjoy the level the unpredictability it presents to my friends and family though. Noone knew that I was coming home, and I left with just as little fanfare. I still got to visit some old friends, if only briefly.
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| MK and Morgan have a brush with the past |
I met up with Marykate in North Jersey somewhere and went to Morgan's shore house (near Asbury Park, a fine neighborhood). We hung out and gabbed of days and weeks past, curiosities and beer. I feel old, though. I don't stay up late, and I wake up early. So I headed out on Saturday morning whilst everyone was asleep in the shore house after a beer party, and went bike riding.
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| Feel the burn |
I was halfway to Long Island when I ran into a group of a hundred bikers. It was the Central Jersey Bicycle Club. I followed a peloton of about 30 of them for some distance, then overtook them. Two of their riders jumped out of the pack and gave chase. We raced for about 45 minutes. I pedaled until my muscles burned and my heart pumped battery acid. And then I rode some more. The guys were drafting me, and they finally gave up. "You're an animal," one of them said, "awesome, keep going." I felt great about that until I slowed down to talk with them. They were on mile 120 of a double-century ride, known as the Longest Day. No wonder they were having trouble keeping up!
After the ride I ran into old friend Lauie briefly, and then came back up to Syracuse on a midnight drive. It looks like I'll be going down to New Jersey for next weekend too, so more crazy adventures will need doing.
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