Ahh, springtime! The air is warm, the sun is shining, the leaves are.. turning? Yeah, okay, so it’s not at all spring but it sure felt like it today!

Made me wanna go out and run 3.2 miles! Just kidding. Been there and not sure I ever want to do it again.

Here’s the gist:

Saturday morning, awake before the sun. The air is cold and stings my lungs. I have two goals for the Pancreatic Cancer Action Network’s annual fundraising event, PurpleStride:

1) just keep moving. Even if it’s the shuffle, then keep the pace and don’t walk. I did this.

2) try to finish under 40 minutes. This is a secondary goal, not nearly important as goal #1. When I got to the last straight away up to the finish line and my eyes fixed on the clock they had set up and noticed it had just clicked over to 39 minutes – I kicked in what last bit-o-juice I had stored up in me and finished with a final time of 39:46. Bam. I done it.

Next, the aftermath. My hip flexors are always really sore after I run. And my knees.. well, I’ve got the knees of an old woman. After trudging up and down the stairs at home for what remained of my Saturday, I decided that I was very proud of myself, but I’m not sure if I ever need to run another 5k in all my life. Maybe on dirt or that cushy track material that has a little bit of give, maybe if I actually can kill some of these pounds that I have been yo-yo’ing with.. I’m sure that would help to reduce the stress on my knees – but I don’t know. Running is a great calorie burn, definitely good stuff to incorporate into a cross-training regimine, but not the cardio of choice for this body. I can accept that.

The Pancreatic Cancer Action Network raised over $460,000 with their PurpleStride Philly event. A big thank you to all those who supported Team WC2F with contributions – both dollars and spirit. Every bit of your energy counts, and I appreciate* all of it.

Now, PORTLAND!

I have socks like this.

I can tell you that Portland, Oregon is the bike mecca that everyone thinks it is. It’s a pretty cool town, nice people, eclectic, very bike-friendly. All kinds of people ride and bike racks are like parking lots. It’s pretty cool.

Bikes are cool in Portland. People decorate them.

I like this bike.

Unlike in the Jerz, bikes are welcome on public transportation in Portland. This is the above-ground train/tram system called the Max.

When there are more bikes on board than the Max can accomodate, people work it out.

We rented hybrids kind of similar to what I’m riding now – when I go back I’d like to up this to a road bike and go on some longer rides alone and maybe even out in the country. That’s how I commune with a place, get to know it, and truly feel like I’m part of it.

We plotted a course through the city without our hostess-with-the-mostess and made it to Overlook Park on our own.

This tree was magnificent. Possibly my favorite part of the trip.

Our trusty steeds.

Lots of flat enough roads but no shortage of climbs if you don’t know the best possible routes (hello, tourist) or just go looking for some work. Some roads are high bike traffic roads and discourage auto traffic – that felt good and relaxing. We thoroughly enjoyed our tour given by our good friend and hostess. Government-wise, I could only wish that our municipalities back east would take some notes about encouraging sharing the road.

Unlike how my knees feel about running 5k’s, I can definitely see the appeal of PDX to cyclists. I’m already looking forward to our return trip.

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So, what have you been up to..? Long time, no see.