"Wanna D8"

I saw this license plate this morning while sitting at a stop light. The holder around the plate says (which is a little difficult to read), "Single? Interested" along the top, and "Inquire Within" along the bottom. "Wanna D8" is very clever. Though, I don't think I'd be brave enough to put it on my car...not sure what a plate like that would attract! I didn't get a chance to see the driver of the vehicle--to see if it was a man or woman. And, if it was a man, and cute...I might have "inquired within!"

Healdsburg 1/2 Marathon

This morning, I ran the Healdsburg 1/2 Marathon with RQ and her running club. They're a fun, outgoing, talented bunch. And they let me tag along! The race went through Sonoma County, along the beautiful vineyards, past the wineries. Afterward, several wineries set up at the post-race party for wine tasting--we were given complimentary wine glasses, with the race/date inscribed and our medals also double as wine-stops. Though, I have to admit, I was not in the mood to sip or taste wine afterward. I was in the mood to guzzle water and beer (of course, I didn't guzzle the beer!). Luckily both were available to quench my thirst. The weather was a little warmer than I'd prefer, but still too bad. The race went quickly, but hurt a lot. Congrats to RQ, who won her age group and a bottle of wine!

Stroll through Chintatown

Yesterday, I was a few minutes early to the wedding I was helping set-up flowers, so I took a stroll through Chinatown.

Chinatown Gate, Grant Ave

Kiwi Berries

Yup, taste like kiwi!

Pay for Bathroom?!

1 quarter or token for the bathroom at Whole Foods...Haight Street, San Francisco...

Call me, I'm at the corner of 18th & Luna Park

Racing the boys

RC and I got out for a ride this morning. Now that I am not training for a triathlon, I can go for long rides, stop for coffee on the way back, and not not have the pressure of hitting a certain number of miles or time. It makes the rides more enjoyable. Not that they weren't before. But, if I'm tired, I can go home or I can stop and have a coffee, and I won't feel guilty.

clip from Bike Snob blog

Even though I am not training, I still am competetive. Every so often, someone will pass me and it'll light a little fire in me, so I try to keep up. Sometimes, they're past in 2 pedal strokes. Today, it might have been the double shot espresso at Coffee Roastery in San Anselmo, I could keep up. After RC and I parted ways at the Bridge, I had 7 miles home. This is where the "race" began. One man passed me, and I let him go, but noticed on the uphill, I caught up. So, I passed. He must not have like that because he passed back. Then I got right on his wheel--meaning, I got right behind him and let him block the wind. I noticed there was another man behind us, about 10 feet back. Through Presidio, down Arguello, at the stop signs and lights, we hop scotched in the lead. Another group of guys came up, less serious bikers. I could tell this because they had their street clothes on. But they apparently wanted to "race" too. I beat all of them, except the initial man, who might have been playing with me, "letting' me stick right behind him, but, I'll take it. It was a fun way to end the ride...And, I'll admit, gave me a little satisfaction. Though, no one else but me knew we were "racing!"