Today we went out for a bike ride with one of Adam's new footy camp buddies...Eli and his dad Avi. Avi is a huge biker and, strangely, I have seen him all over town this summer wearing his day-glow T shirt and pink socks. Quite a character and a great city guide.
We did a loop of the Eliza Furnace Trail. A true urban bikers paradise. It runs along the Monongahela River, taking in the county jail, downtown, the South Side and Hot Metal Bridge. The feeling of cruising quietly along next to a big slow moving river was punctuated by lots of graffiti, 100 car freight trains and the deafening roar of the US376 Parkway.
After this supreme effort we had a quick kick around and then headed for ice cream at Jitters in our old Shadyside stomping ground (sniff).
So here we are on Sunday night. A heavy week looms.
I will resume my obsessive quest to figure out a way of detecting and analyzing vanishingly small amounts of foetal DNA against a massively overwhelming background of mum's DNA in a sample of her blood. This, I admit, has been keeping me awake at nights and yes I admit I am wierd. But.....bloody hell it's good fun.
I can sense the chuckles and head shaking from here.
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The infamous "jail trail"? I think you can draft from the semis on 376... We used to rollerblade that trail all the time (Liz will get all nostalgic again). Good times.
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