mcwow. and how about them cardinals, huh? how bout those mets and those tigers too, come to that? how bout game 4? or molina's home run? wow, that was fun. talk about a dream series for catcher-fans . . . oh yeah, bike commuting.

been nice fall weather all week. raininess, windiness, but mostly warm enough to be fun rather than miserable. haven't taken my rain pants off all week, basically. we've been practically living with our former-coach-former-teammate friends about a mile away, watching the series and the nl pennant race on their tv and providing the junk food. my kid walked there after school, i biked after work and parked the bike in their entrance space. then he'd walk home and i'd ride, with a pit-stop for groceries. their kid, mr urban-grunge-anarchist-highschool-dropout, took quite an interest in my commuting style.

and it's none of my business, but i gather the dad has had something cardiac enough to scare everyone going on recently. my kid used to call him 'our own personal earl weaver' back before he stopped being a hideous coach and became a wonderful friend, so i guess there's no cause for surprise. but still. I Did Not Preach Or Pry, but i'm awfully fond of the whole gang of them and i couldn't help hoping that it couldn't hurt to find out that i own a bike and ride it to work most of the time. you never know; he just might think, well, if she can do it with that stupid disease . . .

which has been kind of biting me recently. it's frustrating. i think i'm fine, then i'm feeble all over again just when i've forgotten all about it. then i spend a few weeks just thinking i suck until it dawns once again. i guess this year i hoped it wouldn't happen because i had all summer to build up strength and i have a much kinder, gentler bike, but the fact is, this colder weather isn't helping me much. i hope it's just an adjustment process.