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The bike ride home last night was great. So far this morning has been more of a challenge. I'm on the commuter train right now...I can take this about half of the distance, but there's no great transit option for the rest of the way, so it's still about 7 or 8 miles of riding. I left home at like 545 this morning because I honestly have no idea how long this commute should take. I realized immediately that leaving without gloves was a huge mistake, but did I take the two minutes to go back and get some? No, because I am an asshole like that. Aside from freezing hands, the ride to the train station was great. Mt. Hood is silhouetted in the sunrise and it's just fucking lovely. Then I felt like a jackass trying to load my bike into the hanger thing on the train. The saddle bags are packed full and it's very bottom-heavy, so I had a really hard time lifting it up to the peg thing and lining it up in the holder. Probably makes no sense to people who don't ride transit with bikes in Portland but the gist is that I was wrestling with my bike and totally losing for several minutes while other passengers looked on. Oh well. Certainly not the first time I've looked like a dumbass in public. Won't be the last.

The train is almost to my stop now, which means I timed this pretty well. I'll have about 4 more miles to ride to my office, and after a shower I'll be at my desk at basically my normal time, which is still half an hour early because that's how I roll. Getting up at ass o'clock sucks, but I think I'll do this route a lot more this summer.

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My flight to sfo is delayed. For the first time in the modern era, I am traveling without my laptop. Really pining for it on this delay, but I don't think I'll miss it for the rest of the weekend. I'll have human interaction and lots of running to keep me occupied. Maybe even some sleep! Maybe.

It's nice to be biking again, but my nethers are quite sore. I remember that problem resolving itself after about three days of regular riding last year, so I'm not worried about it.

I did my hair in braided pigtails in the shuttle. My hair is really long now, so it doesn't look as little girlish as it might if it were shorter. It just looks very native American. I like this look. My greys seem to stand out more, too. I actually dig that. I've had a week to get used to being 30 now. I think it suits me. I sent a pitch to an editor for a freelance thing, and just being able to say in my intro that I'm 30 made me feel so much more legit. It's funny, because I think this is something that is changing right now. Younger people are more powerful than ever, and there might soon be more professional value in being 25 than in 30. But I grew up in the world where 20-somethings were punk kids, so at least I have more professional confidence in aging.

Plane's here! Time to fly, finally.