Midland Beach pedaled last night with Staten Island’s Bike Race, racing NYC’s spring by the shore. Cyclist Mia Chen hit gears as 200 cheered, a $10 ticket clash of chains. It’s borough spokes—pure SI vibe, wheels hot. A kid wobbled a turn; a pro sprinted a lap. ‘Staten rolls—this is it,’ Chen says, tightening bolts. The sand turned track.
The race’s fresh—March 25’s start, it tripled since RSVPs, packing curbs by 3 p.m. Chen’s a St. George rider; last night’s crowd hit max—tires hummed. A latecomer nabbed a bike; sweat dripped—NYC grit glowed. Laps hit eight—speed ruled. #SIBikeRace trended; Bronx wants a chain.
Some griped—’Too windy,’ sniped a newbie, dodging gusts. A chain slipped—fixed quick; pace held. A rival’s pitching a Tottenville sprint, splitting wheels. Still, 300 stayed—spokes reigned. Midland’s never sped so bold.
Chen’s teasing a monthly run, maybe a dusk ride if spring bites. ‘NYC’s roads—this owns ‘em,’ she says, packing gear. The race’s a Staten win—grit meets glide. It’s a bike rush; join the next. Bring a helmet—gears call.