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 onto* facebook or twitter or own a cell phone (or do all three). everyone’s up to something. unfortunately, so much of the story we’re telling…
life
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 my knees wish I’d do some weight training and my back needs to lie down. so I guess I haven’t fully forgotten but ask me…
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 i’m sayin (i just wish it was half as brilliant as what raced through my mind that midnight): most of us have somehow or another…
the better way…
forget writing. i need a fancy voice recorder, the tiny kind that slips into your hand and is barely visible at your mouth. the kind that makes onlookers think you’re FBI.
the road
gear: trek 7.3fx acquired: 2007 miles travelled: 70miles (give or take 20) enjoyment: priceless okay, enough for corny…. so i’ve been riding these last 3 days and it is kicking my butt! not literally, of course but the figurative had me asleep for a good 2 hours this afternoon. nap, glorious nap! and while i’m…
scented memory
“A sentimental journey in every Cherry-Almond scented drop…” so the description reads but that’s not why I bought it. It was on sale, cheaper than my preferred brands and richer than the cheapest brand. After taking a whiff, I knew that somewhere in my history, I’d used it with no negative memory attached. So I…
kindness
i won’t say names and i’ll keep it short coz it’s late and i can’t afford to chance stupid sentences. you see, unkind protest frustrates me. i realize that some things must be railed against but whatever happened to peaceful protest and fruits of the spirit? and whatever happened to getting word from the horse’s…