This week was the Season Opener to my pre-work sessions. There's enough light now that I can get in an hour session and still have plenty of time to meander my way to my cubicle wherein I will sit on my ass for 9 hours. It also coincides with the worst time of year to surf so it's almost a non-event. That said, I've squeezed in two sessions this week already so it's not a lost cause just yet.
Props to the gentleman on 42nd who paused his attempt to water his second story plants from the sidewalk below while I passed so as not to get me -fresh from the ocean; wetsuit on- wet.