Cause I feel like shit. I love New York; I can take the subway. Even if it is slower than biking.
Along with being able to read and see many more cute girls on the subway, I was wondering what to eat and thinking about the lack of food at home. Coming down the steps from the station, a Mexican woman was hawking tamales. $1 each. I got two. They were good. I never would have seen her from my bike.