dix ans
i met a 10-year old girl…a beautiful p.k. with a lot to discuss. it was great. our initial interactions were distant. she was the youngest at the dinner table, separated …
life
my bike’s name is…
off and on, i’ve thought about naming my bike. it’s a random thought that i finally decided to entertain for longer than a moment. then other questions popped up. do …
in just a few words
i’m determined to speak briefly, say enough and no more. i have a bad habit of rambling on and on and on… and it’s not b/c i’m a woman. i …
focus
it’s so easy to lose. there’s so much going on in everyone else’s life and keeping up with everyone else can help us forget to focus. need confirmation? just log …
unforgettable.
hours after a ride, I’ve just about forgotten about it. I feel it, though. my shoulders struggle to stay properly postured and my thighs are experiencing that jello sensation while …
here’s why
the other night i had a wicked-good brainstorm but i was much too lazy-tired to write it down. it had to do with the whole garbage-in, garbage-out concept. here’s what …