Too close for comfort...

I was at home last night just going through the usual emails, facebooks and myspaces and I noticed a posting by my friend Matt that a friend of theirs from Atlanta who had recently moved to NYC was hit riding his bike on Tuesday night. Thankfully he was ok but I just couldn't shake the feeling and thoughts that it was very close to the 3-year anniversary to a new friend of mine in the city losing her life while riding her bike home from work. She was killed May 8th 2005 and this is just a month shy of that. I was very grateful to know that their friend was all right .

I have been back and forth lately about getting a bike again. It would be good exercise and it would probably be much cheaper than riding the subway with their ever-increasing prices. My good friend Bri just got a new track bike and I started to think it would be fun to go ride with her and she did make good points that its much faster than having to wait for the subway anytime you want to go anywhere. But I am too scared, and this event probably solidifies my fears. I don’t think I am made to ride in NYC, maybe I’ll look in to a bike when I move out of the city.

Three years later I still get to see Brandie’s Ghost Bike on Ave A and Houston. Even though I only knew her for a short amount of time she and her friends really made me feel welcome in this city.

If you ride a bike, please be careful.