so on sunday i rode my first century. talk about seeing a different view of new york. unfortunately, my sense of geography is so poor that i cannot express with any accuracy the different places we went. this much i know:

3 boroughs
4 bridges (including three new ones for me: the triborough, roosevelt island and ward's island)
100 miles (give or take)
13 hours

i enjoyed most of it, even the part where sam called to wake me up at the time i was supposed to be meeting everyone (5:50 am) and i had to throw on clothes, pump up the bike and run out the door, hung over and cussing up a storm.

there's so much to say about it that i'm not going to say, and so many beautiful sights that i had no time to take pictures of. it was all about doing it and being there, and when i was done i felt better than i had in a long time, almost out of recent memory. some of my sparkle's back.

already i'm thinking about the next one.

i'm staying up late to write this while i give the bread a chance to cool. there's a big family event this weekend and i volunteered to make some herb bread. the recipe in the mennonite cookbook called for sauteed onions, parsley, dill and thyme, but only whole wheat flour. next time i'll modify it to add a sponge rising time before adding the savory ingredients and i'll switch in some all-purpose flour. fresh out of the oven it smells delectable, but it never did quite rise and i suspect i'm going to end up with savory bricks all told. at least it's for family, so i won't get any shit for it from them.

sleeping time.