In March of every year the water-side streets of Downtown St. Petersburg are cordoned off. Metal scaffolding and concrete barriers begin to appear by the docks of the marina, dividing the usual view of yachts and sailboats from the green areas of the city's parks.
For the past week the Buick LeSabres and Toyota Camrys that typically shuttle around St. Pete's residents have had to find different streets to use. The city's many joggers and fitness cyclists welcomed some empty roads, the back straight becoming an impromptu after-work training ground. There is a joy to running/riding on a semi-closed course, one that will soon see a field of Indy Cars and Pirelli World Challenge GT cars jockeying for position.
I kiss the apex of an S-curve with the front tire of my bike in front of the Dali Museum. Red and white paint adorns the city's avenues and sidewalk curbs, the streets have their race paint on.
For the past week the Buick LeSabres and Toyota Camrys that typically shuttle around St. Pete's residents have had to find different streets to use. The city's many joggers and fitness cyclists welcomed some empty roads, the back straight becoming an impromptu after-work training ground. There is a joy to running/riding on a semi-closed course, one that will soon see a field of Indy Cars and Pirelli World Challenge GT cars jockeying for position.
I kiss the apex of an S-curve with the front tire of my bike in front of the Dali Museum. Red and white paint adorns the city's avenues and sidewalk curbs, the streets have their race paint on.
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