Monday, June 20, 2016

The Rainbow Ride, radiation begins and more foraging

This month's Flock ride centered around support for and solidarity with the LGBTQ community: The Rainbow Ride. The trailer cranked out Queen and Bowie tunes. The route hit several locations important to Pittsburgh's Gay history.



I recently started the next phase of my cancer treatments: radiation. They're daily. For 6 weeks. Yeah, my jaw dropped when I heard that. 5 days a week for the next 6 weeks. Wow.
I managed to have them scheduled at a time that allows me to bike there before work and get it out of the way. At least there's that.

We went for a short hike (we did not use the bikes! *GASP*) in 40 Acres park, soon to be Hays Woods City Park.



We collected raspberries

...saw interesting 'shrooms

Turkey tracks!

Toad!


Thursday, June 2, 2016

For Whom the Bell Tolls, and The Ride of Silence that wasn't.

I recently had my final chemo infusion. 6 months, 16 rounds and numerous side effects later... I got to ring the Bell, my coworkers threw a party for me with macaroni and cheese and 4 different types of pie. I like pie.





DING!

Stella, one of my favorite techs at the center.

Me= not brave.

We were all set to take part in the Ride of Silence, as we waited and socialized before the ride, birds took a liking to our  bikes, they landed on several bikes handlebars and fenders. Interesting behavior.

However, as the throngs assembled, I had a vicious bout of chemo-fatigue set in and we decided to wait out the episode on the benches. The riders left, and when I felt well enough to ride 20 -30 minutes later, we rode home.



Marko and I made the rounds of many of the Bike to Work Day cafes and socialized with our fellow bikey people.

My next course of treatments is 6 weeks of daily radiation zaps and daily doses of anti-estrogen therapy.

SIGH...
Can I get another pie party when those are completed too?

Saturday, May 14, 2016

Forageneuring season begins

Yale offered to take us out to Indiana county for a morchella and allium tricoccum hunting trip. Ramps and Morels!

We collected a small sample of cup fungus and a fern too, but they weren't edible



We rode the Ghost Town trail. We saw the Eliza Furnace, beaver dams and found a small number of morels, both the yellow and black varieties. Yale has an excellent eye for them. I relaxed while they dug up bagloads of ramps. I helped to transport them back to the car. I peed in the woods. It was a good and productive day.
Marko sauteed the morels in butter, they were very tasty. Ramps are delicious as well, we've had them in omelettes and on pizza so far and the freezer is full of them.


The Eliza Furnace

Beaver dam



A gorgeous day on a new-to-me trail!

Saturday, May 7, 2016

Chemo- 1 ; Red -152

I'm 24 weeks into chemo treatments, I have 3 more to go.  
Just 3 more weeks. 



Chemo kept me at home today, not feeling well enough to venture out on the bike for the Cinco DeMayo ride. I was looking forward to tacos and friends and bikes.
The side effects are wearing on me. I'm tired, have frequent bouts with hot flashes, sleeplessness, gastric issues, nausea, nose bleeds, dry mouth, hairloss, and now my fingers and toes are going numb. I've been dealing with those annoying problems fairly well, but by now, I'm counting down the days to the bell ringing.
I'd learned that on someone's last day of chemo, the infusion center has a bell that they ring afterwards to celebrate.
Here's an article about the woman who donated the bell to the center.
http://triblive.com/news/westmoreland/8045402-74/cancer-crawford-bell#ixzz3VUC0ggDZ





On the days that chemo hasn't whooped my ass:

I ran into the Bike Bird, finally.


I learned my Schwalbe Marathon Plus tires will succumb to carpet tacks.




Monday, April 25, 2016

Seed Bomb ride and The Keg ride

Sorry, it's been a while since I've blogged: I've been busy!


Flock co-hosted a seed bomb ride with a local apiary and it was well-attended. I suffered a bit of 'Bomb-regret' with my bomb placement. In hindsight, I could have found a more suitable place to throw my bomb.



Stopping to learn about trees and chuck bombs.

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We'd heard that a driver of an SUV found their way onto one of the trails and not only damaged part of the Hot Metal Bridge ramp, but HIT a cyclist.



Later in April there was the Keg ride where 500 cyclists escort several kegs of East End Brewing Brewery's beer, hauled on trailers and two guys on a tandem. It is this event's 12th year. Marko and I, as well as many other CIKs (Cyclists I Know) assisted in marshaling: corking intersections with the assistance of 2 motorcycle cops and a patrol car in the sweep position. It was very nice to social with my people, the CIKs.


Marshals meet for logistics and learn the secret route.




The marshals wore the Vests of Fredness.



I got a tee shirt and Commonweath Press screen-printed it right there for me!





Marshals group photo with Seth bombing us.
 
I got a chance to register Doomer into the I Heart My Bike program
Afterwards, we hung out at the Brewery's new location and drank beer and: more socializing!

Then, Sarah and Noah opened up her home for grilled tube meats, libations and s'mores. Good times.



                                                                               

 Other various things we did on bikes:

Ride to Mineo's for a pie
I attached all my Coffeeneauring and Errandonnee patches to a pannier
We picnicked in parks

Marko offered to help with my employer's Walk fundraiser: we were unable to afford a professional photographer this year and in lieu, I gave Marko my camera and he did a bang-up job of capturing images of our happy walkers.
He climbed up onto a truck to get a nice eagle-eye view of the crowds.
#pleasedontfall




I enjoy seeing how many groceries I can cram onto my bike: