It wasn't so much about the
run itself, Sacramento's premier Thanksgiving Day event, but the plan that infiltrated a seemingly normal tradition. To avoid the hassle of parking at Sac State, the plan was to ride bicycles from the Don-Maben house through the East Sac suburbs. After Stacy and Mike's slow-rolling two seater fell back, I began experiencing some suspicious "bike trouble" of my own. Here's a rundown:

On a knee, waiting for Stephanie to realize what was going on.

The revealing of the presumptuous shirt. I wore this the last mile of the 10K; it was like having a congratulatory cheering section for our engagement.

Quite happy indeed!

Post-race, looking happy and trying not to shiver.
More information on the wedding itself, the wedding party, and some fine Zook/Petty trivia available at
our wedding website.
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Huzzah! Congrats, Mr. Petty.
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