Begging Forgiveness

Once I had Michele and Porter past breakfast I loaded up El M and headed south to South SeaTac for my first ride in a long time. I felt bad for the bike, having neglected it for so long. I've got no excuses, lucky for me the bike was good to me has no hard feelings. It wasn't a long ride by any means, only about 45 minutes or so on the trail but it was really good to get my legs moving. Even though it was a little tough in places where it shouldn't have been and my legs hurt after ten minutes I was surprised by how much it stays with me. I was railing slippery corners at a pretty high rate of speed and clearing obstacles like I never stopped riding. Of course, this is SST we're talking about here and there's not much in the way of difficult terrain, but still, I felt good.

I'm going to attempt to get out a minimum of a couple times a week through the winter, even if that means that I'm occasionally riding (GASP) pavement now and again. Seems like a bit of a feat considering that Michele goes back to work on Monday but I think I can do it. As a matter of fact I think I have to do it. I came home from my ride feeling better than I have since before Porter was born. Like I have a new sense of myself. Reading that last bit back to myself, it sounds really corny and not very "Sean like", I'm not erasing it though. It feels true.

New Leaf

Holy fuck, I'm a father!

On to the next thing. So for the last couple months, when I'm not sleep deprived and delirious, I've been thinking a lot about how I've gotten fat(ter) and slow(er) over the last year and a half or so. It's time to get serious. I'm a week on the diet and it's going well. I expect to hold steady until Thanksgiving(nothing would stop me from throwing away a diet for Thanksgiving dinner, I've been waiting all year after all) and pick up where I left off the next day. I also need to start getting out on the bike more, and not just the Tank. El M and TBFKaU haven't left the basement since we moved except for John and Eithne to borrow. Also, I should get back to blogging a little more, the slow death of TYOTB is unacceptable and I refuse to let it happen.

Okay. Diet, bikes, blog more, I can do this. Really...

SSCXWC

The Single Speed Cyclocross World Championship took place yesterday here in the Puget Sound. Somehow I found the time to get away from Michele and the baby for a few hours to get to the venue.

Oh, sexy beer bikes. How I love you all.

Awesome mass start.

Lots of costumes mid pack.

Requisite beer station after the barriers.

And of course, this guy.

Unfortunately due to a late race start I wasn't able to stay for the finish but needless to say I did enjoy my time amongst the bikes.

Porter!

Nearly 2 weeks late but Porter finally showed up last night at 10:59. He weighed in at 7 lbs 12 oz and measured 19 inches. I've taken on a lot of projects in my life and there's not one I value more than this. Welcome to the world little one.

Graduation Day! (Again!)

Today Michele graduates from residency. Free food, open bar, what's not to love? She still has to work for the rest of the month and moves right into fellowship on the 1st of July, so not much really changes in our lives except that Michele's license costs exponentially more. Huzzah!

Good for a Laugh

Saw this on a Raleigh XXIX park outside if Snoose Junction today. Made me laugh out loud.

Last Call

Michele's finishing up her final call at UWMC this morning. I'm just waiting to take her home. Look at all those stolen scubs she's finally returning!