After work yesterday, I drove over to Beth’s house, changed into biking clothes, and we drove down to the D&R Canal towpath, where we cycled about 12 or 14 miles together. Aside from the bugs, WHICH WERE LEGION, it was a good ride. We chatted but rode hard enough to feel it later, saw a lot of ducks, a couple of weirdos, and ended the evening with mega-calorie-and-totally-worth it meal with some lovely pinot grigio to wash it all down. I truly enjoy evenings out with Beth, as they are few and far between due to her job demands. Beth is someone who doesn’t tolerate bullshit of any kind, and I (probably too often) use her as a sounding board/sanity check. The two of us have a similar outlook on life; one without the incessant navel-gazing that seems to plague so many people. I know that makes me sound like an incredible bitch. I’m okay with that. So yeah, a good evening. Thanks, friend!