Yesterday was my 65th birthday.
An old friend, Walter Emory, started a tradition many years ago that some of my friends are trying to keep alive. That is riding your bike a mile for every year you are old on your birthday. (Walt still did it on his 86th birthday!)
You know I’ve been a couch potato for too many years. And, hey, my birthday is in February. It’s cold in February in Denver. Want any more excuses?
I’d found plenty. Then I started my Quest for 65. We didn’t make it to Steamboat Springs as planned… so no more excuses. I got up yesterday determined to ride my trusty Serotta 65 miles.
My friend Rick Raddatz joined me. Other friend Tom Trotter and a buddy of his joined us for a while. Despite getting lost… and a few other things I won’t bother to relate here… I DID IT! And I have to tell you – I’m damned proud.
So how, you ask, did I treat myself after the ride was over? Ms. J and the Farris’ and I went out to dinner. Among other things… I had TWO lobsters – and nary a pang of guilt.
Can I talk you into taking up the tradition? It is a great one!







Follow The Old Man!
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