my poor bike. she often looks at me with that "please-ride-me" look. this sunday i finally guilt tripped myself into actually going for a ride. i went down to chestnut, picked up lunch, went up through the presidio, over to golden gate park (where i had a little picnic with myself) -- over hayes valley to pick up spanish chorizo at fatted calf, and finally made it home. whew! not far for some, but this was a record for me.
the night was spent preparing and eating the most massive cheese plate, complete with peppers we picked from scribe. we watched the emmys and football and had the first fire of fall. it was a lovely sunday.