25

Last week I attended my 25th college reunion. Today is the 25th anniversary of the Philly bike race. I bought my fist mountain bike when I was 25. I have to lose 25 pounds. Wow. According to Velo News, the race favorite wasn't even around 25 years ago.

Well, Boasson-Hagen didn't win and I'm never going to lose 25 pounds.

Events that are possible: A motorcycle ride at the bike race. Check. Finally being close enough to see a print finish. Check. Walking into a mob scene and knowing a better part of the mob. Check.

How close did I get? This close:I even asked a question during the press conference.

After the race I returned home and thought about all the ways in which I lead a charmed life. While not remotely charming, I'm nevertheless charmed. Naomi and M stopped by on their return from the Danville race to bring me a postcard of the aforementioned town. What did I do to deserve friends like this? Charmed.