I feel like I should start a whole Wednesday section, but alas, I lack the blog-ability.
As I've written before, almost every Wednesday eve for the past several years has been spent riding with a close girlfriend, who's just left for a once-in-a-lifetime adventure. Until August. Of 2012.
At first this sudden gaping hole in the middle of the week scared me a bit. I don't care if I have unplanned weeknights, but there's something daunting about an open Wednesday.
All of this made last night's ride even better, if possible. Up Rocky Butte twice. Screwing around in neighborhoods. Alameda. Racing up Willamette. All with spectacular company.
Great big heaping hopes for more to come.