Exercise is Fun. Beer is More Fun.

Tonight after work N and I decided we needed some exercise. Weights or yoga seemed pretty boring, so we decided to ride our bikes to Edgewater Park and throw the frisbee around. Edgewater is a great park and we are always happy to see how busy it is even on a weeknight with people biking and fishing and rollerblading. We tossed the Steal Your Face frisbee into the wind (with little success) and with the wind (more success), our aim being off just enough to cause us to run. This running, with the biking, justified a couple of beers at the Old Angle.

Usually we would feel bad about leaving the pups for the evening, but Zoe is pretty lazy anyway and Sammy spent the day at the Mutt Hutt and needed some good napping after playing with his best bud Gunner all day.

So, we biked to one of our favorite places, the Old Angle, and hung out with our favorite bartender, A, who must certainly be the sweetest bartender in Cleveland. I had the flatbread pizza (olive oil, garlic, artichokes, crab) and N had the roast beef sandwich, which featured the excellent fries and pickles at the Angle. Everything was splendid, especially when accompanied by Dortmunder Gold and Labbatt Blue. N and I always have a great time at the Old Angle--such a comfortable place with great people there--and we always enjoy our conversations with A, who seems like a friend of many years even though we have only known her a couple of months. Old souls mingling, I say.

We coasted the bikes home through the alleys and talked to G on the phone, the pleasant beer buzz making it all very mellow and fun, just like Ohio City itself.