Taste of Spring

What a fine, fine morning. I wasn’t going to ride to work today, as my knees weren’t happy with my slightly different ride home last night (I tried to minimize the hill on Stanton by cutting up and across some side streets, but left me with a short and very steep climb that I stupidly rode up — I just can’t swallow my pride and push), but the weather is so nice I couldn’t resist. The temperatures were perfect to be slightly underdressed (cold enough to push hard and not sweat, but not be completely frozen).

I’ve been riding a bit taller this week, thanks a compliment I received on my bike. On Tuesday I found a flyer attached to my bike for an alleycat here in the ‘burgh (an alleycat, btw, is an underground scavenger hunt/race usually run for/by bike messengers). Handwritten on the top of the flyer was “PS — Hot Bike!!” grin.

Other interesting news — Seb is starting to “walk” with our assistance (holding on to thumbs and moving his feet Frankenstein style). He also got to come downtown yesterday and have lunch with me. Woo! He seemed to have a really good time taking in the sights and sounds, yelling loudly, and paying more attention to the other diners in Phnom Phen. Jen said he also got a kick out of going across the Smithfield Street bridge and watching the traffiic below on the Parkway.