I hope you all had a great weekend.

Yesterday was the annual Bike for Brain Health ride in Toronto. It was an absolutely beautiful morning (much warmer than last year) and I rode 60 km. I'm sorry, I didn't have it in me to do the 90 km circuit. I'll try to be more committed next year.

The good news is that Bianca didn't go into labour while I was on the DVP and so I didn't need to show up at the hospital in full spandex. While clearly suboptimal, I feel like that would have made for a useful story to embarrass our daughter with in the future.

It's starting to feel a lot like summer in the city and with that comes the feeling of nostalgia. There's something obviously magical about this time of year, and this past weekend was particularly nostalgic for me because on Friday I also had my 25-year high school reunion.

Unnecessary details: I went to two different high schools and this reunion was for the first one, which was also my elementary school. It was nice of them to invite me.

Seeing friends that, in some cases, I hadn't seen in over 25 years reminded me that you can't replace the people that you grew up with. High school is a high-definition time.

Among many other things, it's when you're figuring out which clique you belong to, what music defines you, what it means to nervously ask a girl out on a date (and have her say no), and what it's like to have your heart broken.

My unproven theory (rigorously developed over the weekend) is that you will always share a unique bond with the friends that you had during this period of personal development. I mean, they were there during the really awkward years.

We also had small class sizes and everyone knew everyone. I'm sure that helped. I'm still close with a number of people from high school and from elementary school, but this weekend reminded me that I should make even more of an effort.

I'd also like to be a better cyclist, but let's not get ahead of ourselves here. Something tells me that I'm going to have less rather than more free time going forward. And I can't wait.

Regularly scheduled city-building programming will resume tomorrow.