Tested out the new wheel today, and had two flats. I suppose the riding conditions have been tough on Isabella (I did finally decide on a name) - now that I've used that name and Emma, I am out of names for a baby girl. A bike and a dog.
I borrowed Alex's wheel and BGs whole bike (except for pedals and a gentleman's understanding about bike seats) while Isabella was acting up. I'm hoping the flats was the last of it.
The trip has been as restorative as I knew it could be. I've reunited with friends from across my years and made new friends as well. It's funny, I know I have an earlier shelf-life, so to speak, than the rest of these guys. I have to remember to stop "savoring" too much or too often. Some things just can't be forced.
