Bicycled about 50 miles this weekend between the ride in Manhattan and the Three Beach Tour (Calf Pasture, Compo, and Penfield/Jennings) on Sunday. I’m also excluding the miles attached to errands beginning on Thursday so the final tally is much higher.

Wanted to end the weekend with one more quote from Colorless Tsukuru Tazaki and His Years of Pilgrimage by Haruki Murakami:

“Tsukuru visited railroad stations like other people enjoy attending concerts, watching movies, dancing in clubs, watching sports, and window shopping. When he was at loose ends, with nothing to do, he headed to a station. When he felt anxious or needed to think, his feet carried him, once again of their own accord, to a station. He’d sit quietly on a bench on the platform, sip coffee he bought at a kiosk, and check the arrival and departure times against the pocket-sized timetable he always carried in his briefcase. He could spend hours doing this. Back when he was a college student he used to examine the station’s layout, the passenger flow, the movements of the station staff, writing detailed observations in his notebook, but he was beyond that now.”

Need to find an image to accompany this quote.