Back in the saddle

I retrieved Clyde from River City Bicycle this morning, where he's been stranded since the day I got the flu more than a week ago. I was able to ride all the way home, though I didn't break any records getting up the riverbank, and a certain amount of coughing did ensue.

My chain fell off on the way up from Rose Quarter--my first time! Fixed it, no problem. Go me! Note to self: a pair of latex gloves would be a handy thing to have on board because, damn, greasy.

I haven't lost as much muscle-power as I feared, and what's more important, I haven't lost any of my desire to ride. In fact, if it's not pouring down rain, I'm going to ride to the theater tonight to see Ragtime at Portland Center Stage.

Also, I got all my hair cut off today and I'm now Judi Dench. Only without the pretty tilted eyes. Or any perceptible acting ability.