It is true. I am now my racing age. But then again, for cyclocross, per UCI rules, I am already 38. I can't win. What is age anyhow? I had this discussion with Emily riding out of Smith Creek today. Who cares what the number is, it's about how we feel, right? So I guess I am 25. Well, maybe 29. I didn't know Tim when I was 25. :) At any rate, I celebrated my 37th birthday on Friday. Thank you to everyone who called and sent cards. It was a nice day. I started with intervals on my cx bike at pier park. Who wouldn't want to do that on their birthday? Then off to a massage (much better than intervals!), then a haircut and then to the River City to pick up one of my two new Monavie Cannondale cx bikes. (I hope to have the other one together by Star Crossed next weekend. Yikes.) Tim surprised me with a nice little pedicab ride to our dinner date. It was a beautiful evening. Unfortunately we were a little heavy for our driver, so Tim had to help push a bit on the way home. I guess he could have offered to pedal too!
On our way to dinner. We dined at the Wildwood. Very yummy!
Beautiful Portland from Steel Bridge
Tim pushing up the small hill on the esplanade.
Home sweet home.
The crew: Dawn, Anna, Tim, Emily, Jason & yours truly.
Lot's of eye candy. See the ledge on the right where the people are standing for perspective.
Me riding the ledge.
Nice.
St. Helens behind us.
Tim getting artsy fartsy with the camera.
I'm not flexing, really. (Tim made me do this & post it.)
The spine.
Spirit Lake
Emily (also the birthday girl on Monday) in the aspen grove on Smith Creek.
My father-in-law wished someone who loved me would have a cake for me, and Anna brought me a very scrumptious Zucchini bread cake. She must love me. Don't worry, I shared.
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