Lost And Found

Tuesday was, as it was, the most stressful day of the past week. Tuesdays are typically my “biking before work” days. Now that we are in this short period of early sunrises, I am trying very hard not to miss any of these opportunities. However, that meant going to work a little bit later to make a longer bike ride, and I was debating with myself whether I should cut some time off my already congested day. Finally, I decided that the weather was too nice to miss and that I would get both more energized and more relaxed if I went. So I did.

There is a 2.5-mile ride through the streets before I get to the Lake Front Trial, and when I was almost there (I was just about to make the last turn towards the lake), I suddenly saw a message on my watch: Your keys are no longer near you. Last seen on Farewell… It was a little bit chilly at 5 AM on Tuesday, and I put on a different biking jacket and didn’t pull a zipper all the way up after I got out of the bike room, so somehow, the keys fell off. I didn’t even realize at first that I was already very far away from the keys, and started to walk back, looking down at the road. A minute later it registered to me, that the keys were lost on Farewell, and that ten minutes on the bike on the empty streets would take you very far from your starting point.

I got back on the bike and biked back to where my phone was saying the keys were left, and was imagining all sorts of things that could happen if somebody took them. The phone was showing the keys at the same location, but no guarantee it was the whole case, not just the AirTag. Finally, I reached the turn to Farewell, and when I turned left i immediately saw the case with the keys in the middle of the road! It was a relief, and for a moment I started thinking whether I should go back for a bike ride :). Then I decided that I do not have enough time for anything more than just reaching the Lake Front, and that I can go down to the gym for 20 min.

So I continued my ride home, put my bike back to the bike room, climbed up to my apartment and took the apartment key out. It won’t fit into the lock! I took a look and realized that at least one car went over my key case! The key was badly bended. Several people have my keys, but no one whom I would dare to disturb at 5-40 AM!

i was desperate. I stepped on the key trying to straighten it, and I did it – a little bit. And then, I managed to push it all the way in, and the door was unlocked! I was even able to pull it out, but that was it – I was unable to push it in one more time. Fortunately, I had several extra copies of the apartment key, so I just replaced it.

… when the day started like that, it was very difficult to convince myself that it’s not the end of the world, and the rest of the day will be fine! (spoiler alert – it ended up well!)

Sunday

Nothing special happened last Sunday, but the whole day was amazing. I enjoyed each moment, and once again, I couldn’t stop thinking how fortunate I am to live in Rogers Park—there is no other neighborhood like this!

I started my day with a long bike ride. We are at the start of two months of early sunrises, and I do not want to miss any of these mornings!

Monroe Harbor

Even though I left the house before sunrise, a long bike ride was indeed long, and when I came back, it was already 7-15. I just had time to shower, and got out of the house. My plan was to have breakfast at the Common Cup just because I wanted to try it for a while, and I never did. I was not sure how crowded it would be in the morning right before opening, so I ordered in the app while I was on my way there. When I entered the coffee shop, I found that:

  • They were just finishing my order.
  • There was nobody inside. except for myself.

I sat down with my cappuccino and my quiche and enjoyed. My next stop would be at Glenwood Sunday Market, and I still have some time to spare. Several customers would come in and out, both for takeaway and dining-in, but the place was still far from being crowded. I walked to the counter to ask were is the garbage – I could not spot it around me. A person at the counter was taking an order, and just as I started asking, a customer turned to me, and I saw that it was our Alderwomaan Maria Hadden! It was unexpected (her office is just the next door, but it was Sunday!), so I was like: Oh, hi, Alderwoman Hadden! And she was: Oh, you are looking for a garbage? Let me show you! And she led me to the opposite side of the caffee, where the garbage can was. I asked her: are you going to the same place as we all are going? And she said: yes, of course, to the market!

I walked to the marked fifteen minutes before opening. Everything was set up, and nice, and fresh, and the sun was bright, and it felt like a holiday.

Shortly, the opening ceremony started, and all of the officials talked about how our Glenwood market is a thing they are bragging about, and how it is a center of community, and people get together there, etc.

And then the ribbon was cut, and the bell rang, and people disbursed to their favorite vendors. I went to the south corner of the market to check in with my favorite all-natural popsicle makers:

And then got my flowers!

Now until the end of October, I have no problem having fresh buquiets every week!

That was enough to make it a perfect day. The rest of the day just rolled!

… Until I Get Tired Of It

Biking Along The Lake

Last Sunday – my first long bike ride of the new season!

Bike Repair

I planned to take my bike for maintenance when Boris was in town even before I got a flat tire last Sunday, and then I had to take care of both. On Saturday, I called the bike shop to check that they were open and started walking in their direction. It would take about 20 minutes because I couldn’t walk fast when I was walking my bike along, and I dreaded the situation. But just when I exited the alley and turned to Jarvis Square, I saw a Curbside Bicycles pop-up – it was so timely, I couldn’t believe I was so lucky!

The repair person said she could change the inner tube, but she kept looking down at my bike and asked: is it all you want to do? I admitted that I needed a full checkup, and I had concerns about the chain as it started to fall off too often. She measured it and said – yes, you need a chain replacement and probably a cassette replacement as well. It was 10-30, and I said that I needed to go somewhere at 3, so she said she would be done by then.

She texted me at 2-30, and I went down to pick up the bike. She gave me a complete description of what she noticed and what she had done, and that the brakes would still be noisy, but there was no technical concern there. She described the thorn she pulled out of my back wheel and how it almost looked like a nail!

The time saving and the level of service were not even close to what I would get otherwise, so I consider this business competition to be won by Curbside Bicycles!

The Series Of Unfortunate Events

It was an ideal morning for a long bike ride. I left the house before dawn with all intentions of having the first long bike ride of the season. I had gloves on and a bag with wipes so that I could fix the chain if it fell off. I was biking and thinking about how well I was prepared, how I had an injury last May that ruined a big chunk of my summer, and how it would not happen again.

And then…. I ran over a small branch on the bike path and got a flat tire! It was so dumb that I could easily avoid it! It was 28 minutes into my ride, which means I was pretty far into it! The closest CTA stop was Thorndale, and I started my walk there. It was not much fun when I needed to walk the bike, and it took me pretty much the same time to reach the station. When I climbed up holding my bike (no elevator), I looked at the train tracker and saw that the next train was in 27 minutes!!! I cursed – but what could I do?! I stood at the platform for the train in my direction and suddenly saw a train approaching from the opposite direction! I thought – well, that looks like there is a problem somewhere on the tracks, I guess I need to wait. Five minutes later, I saw a train in my direction, going on the far track without stopping! I was: what’s going on?! I still waited, the tracker showed 23 min, then, one more train in the wrong direction stopped, and one of the passengers told me: you need to go in that direction and then go back!

It was only then that I opened the CTA web page and read the Red Line alerts: they were doing track repair, and the trains in the North direction didn’t stop “from Thorndale through Jarvis.” I cursed again but now had to wait for the next train South. (And Sunday trains are, to put it mildly, not so frequent). Finally, the train arrived, and having checked the CTA website (Thorndale through Jarvis), I stepped out on the platform and brought my bike down again to switch to the opposite direction, and only when I was down, and I didn’t see others stairs up, I remembered, that Bryn Marw works only in one direction until the new station will be built. So, I had to bring my bike up again and wait for yet another train South. The next stop, Berwyn, is closed until God knows what time for renovation, so I could only exit on Argyle. Then there was one piece of good luck because the train North was standing on the other side, and at least I didn’t have to go down and up again. Only when I was on board and heard the announcement did I realize that “thorough Jarvis” meant that it would not stop at Jarvis! So… I had to go to Howard, and escalator up and stairs down, and wait again, and finally got home, plus one more stairs down.

I returned home two and a half hours after I left in the morning, having biked for less than half an hour!

This post attempts to make lemonade from lemons, so please, no condolences!

Hello Lake, Hello, Sunrises!

It looks like I am rolling into a season of morning biking. I hope that there will be no more freezing temperatures in the morning and I will be able to bike before work most days.

Full disclosure – these pictures and videos were taken on Sunday, a little bit later than I bike before work. I am not catching sunrises yet when I bike before 6 AM. Almost there, though.

When I was almost done, a lady started to walk towards me. She apologized for getting into my frame, but I told her that I was already done and that it was just her silhouette, which was very cinematic.

Biking In February

Sunday, when it started to warm up after a frigit Saturday
Tuesday just before sunrise

Biking In Winter

It’s not winter yet, but for me, starting from the lower 40s, biking is challenging because my hands are getting unbearably cold. Same with my feet – that’s why I do not escort from November to March. Some time ago, I mentioned that to my one-level-up manager, and he suggested I try BarMitts – he said that that’s how he solved a similar problem.

I decided to give it a try, and it worked! I am not sure this would work when the temperature would drop to the 20s, and I still need gloves, but now i can bike when the temperature is in the 30s!

Long Bike Ride

Boris is in town. This was going to be a short visit, and I was busier than I would like to be when he was in town, but one thing we really wanted to do, and we did, was a long bike ride. Not the early morning biking, but midday biking on a beautiful sunny autumn day.

Continue reading “Long Bike Ride”