A Steerage Way commute

just moving the legs fast enough to keep the bike upright and moving towards my destination...

Steerage way is defined as: The minimum speed of a ship, below which it does not answer the helm and cannot be steered.

That's about what it was like today. Brain going way faster than my legs. Thinking about tomorrow, thinking about getting some large format images ready for a potential exhibt/show, thinking about all sorts of stuff. Even stuff about what happens at the end of august, sort of in the frame work of tomorrow. What happens if you throw a party and only a few show up? Plans that I had been making in my mind to have a party on the weekend of the 27/28 here in NE to celebrate me finally hitting the "okay it is alright to say you're old now" four decade mark, was told in simple and plain terms, "If you want a party for your birthday you have to plan it." Now I'll be in Seattle for that weekend it looks like. Oh well. Yeah, I seem to be unable to figure out how to spin the shit positively around my birthday. Inevitable. Finally thought that 2011 would be the year I would be able to take positive concrete steps to make it not my least favorite day of the year. Maybe I'll try again in 10 years. ANYWAY. Yeah like i said. brain running in overdrive. not really a good thing.

Oh and did I mentioned all this was while I was just not pedaling very fast?

When I would hit patches of ice I'd be thinking how nice it is to have the studs. In the day you can see where you're going far enough ahead to pick the right lane. At night in the dark you may start in one lane and suddenly you're on sheer ice. Now? it's nice, no panic and i can safely get over it or move off it w/o eating hard core shit.

Slow? yeah. Noisy? yeah. But this way the walkers and other folks on my commute can hear me coming. Not so bad.

Even just making steerage way this morning it didn't take too long to get in. And is sure is nice to see the sun.

okay now maybe i should go back and edit some of the too introspective shit out of the above but right now i'm going to say fuck it and leave it... read it in a bit, maybe delete it... maybe i should just start a new web log and put it over there... nah