On the Queensborough Bridge Today, Yesterday was a Tropical Storm
Yesterday and today I walked from Manhattan to Queens and back on the Queensborough bridge. Today was beautiful weather. Yesterday was a tropical storm with sheets of rain blowing across the walkway from the north.
As I walked through the rain wearing shorts and a t-shirt, I thought about First Sergeant Rich Francke, who was one of the people along with Jeremy Houck who helped me make the transition from civilian life back to the military in 2007. One of Francke's mottos was, "If it ain't rainin' we ain't trainin'."
As I walked up the ramp onto the span getting soaked at a rate that felt like it could be measured in gallons per minute, I straightened my shoulders and imagined myself marching with field gear in the woods in a driving rain and thought 'at least I won't be sleeping in this.'
The walkway has both a bike lane and a pedestrian lane. There was no one else walking, but there was a steady flow of bicyclists. Most of them were on electric bikes wrapped in raincoats. They were food delivery riders looking very miserable. After I turned back toward Manhattan, saw one slow, wobbly bicyclist on a regular bike. She was pedaling slowly and crying heading for Queens. She clearly did not think riding in the rain was an adventure.
Today there were more walkers, but not a lot. I passed maybe 30 pedestrians in each direction on the 7500-foot-long bridge.
There were many more bicyclists. Easily hundreds passed me. One was wearing an Ironman bike jersey. He saw my Ironman hat and we waved. A third of the bicyclists today were delivery riders, but there were also serious riders and tourists.
