Bedrock & Paradox

One of the great pleasures in life is a big breakfast when you wake up truly hungry. That would be me. Banana pancakes, bacon, green tea. Also note, I am not at work right now. I am very smart, sometimes. Thanks for all the love, crew. The afterglow remains, even with my lower back bitching…

Please name that pop star… Yesterday was an outstanding day. Planning, training, scouting, nutrition, pacing, control; all came together and therein my expectation were exceeded substantially. Riding past wall street on Potash I was weeping out of joy. It all feels a bit funny now. Chris, Fred, Ed, Marni, Derrick and everyone at the finish…

This is M. Corrupting Dave’s blog to keep you all posted. Dave just gave me a call- looks like 30-plus people started The Rim Ride. Davey came in 7th, in about exactly 13 hours- and is Beyond ecstatic about his performance. When he called only 8 people had finished… so we’ll see how much that…

And again, and again. Playing the weather game, eventually you will loose. Woke up predawn, right above White Canyon. Driving into Gravel it started raining, and continued. I turned around in the end less out of worry of flash floods in Gravel, then floods in White Canyon. It would not’ve done to get stuck and…

In the immortal words of John McGlaughlin, that is. Weather still looks good, work is set, truck is (mostly) packed. And I’m off. Gravel tomorrow, I think, then on into Moab. See ya early Chris, Dave, Adam. Very excited. Sunday may allow blogging, perhaps. Cheers.

20% chance of rain. 65 high, 33 low. 50% cloud cover. Perfect conditions on tap for this weekend. Perhaps the sand will even be somewhat tamed. My ducks are lined up well for work, and I am very much looking forward to some solo time in the red planet. Life has been taxing as of…

Julie the karate monkey, Josie the Xterra, and the new kid on the block (not yet operational), the pseudoSurly. My answer to a fixie-townie-bar bike. The frame is an early 90’s Hardrock, canti-bosses chopped off and “custom” painted. The wheels I got today: old RX100 front hub and Surly flip-flop rear on Open Sports with…

“The leaves unhooked themselves from treesAnd started all abroad;The dust did scoop itself like handsAnd throw away the road.” -Emily Dickinson Today has been a difficult day. A student I’ve written about here ran from a homevisit with her guardian this weekend, and it hurts. Such things go with my job. Standing aloof, at arm’s…

I’ve always been a bit antisocial, an oddity as I’ve been accurately characterized as an extrovert (by Meyers-Briggs). The two usually go together well, I like to talk, but only to worthwhile people, and value very highly and do not function well without plenty of time to myself. This weekend pushed those distinctions in interesting…

Couple kinds of stupid operative in the last few days. Top of the heap, way ahead of the rest is my killing of the laptop keyboard with beer. Spilling it in the first place was stupid, driving it deep into the internals by ineffectually stabbing at the keys with a paper towel was also stupid.…