Back on the Bike

There is nothing to make you appreciate cycling like being injured and unable to ride. After three months, two weeks and two days of bone healing and muscle strengthening and chomping at the bit, I finally got to put foot to pedal last Sunday while we were in Portland, cycling mecca of North America. I picked up this snazzy Univega mixte, and knew at once she needed to ride to breakfast. Because if a bike and I are going to be compatible, she needs to enjoy taking me to sources of delicious sustenance. So we traveled the short distance between downtown Portland and the Pearl district and found our way to Byways Café, where she and Zack’s bike happily waited outside while Zack and I pounded bacon, eggs and blue cornmeal pancakes. Good thing the new bike has full belly-accommodating upright positioning, because when it comes to bacon I refuse to embrace portion control.

This picture was taken shortly after breakfast. Poor quality photo, but high quality fun!