So Syl suggested we move smackdown to Wed. And then didn't show.
No one else did either. Well the gorgeously gracious Giulia did, and Fuller... and Goldberg dusted off his bike that he hasn't ridden since my December Hundo that he joined on.
I didn't change the flat tire on the bike after yesterday's hundo last night, and this morning? fuck that shit, didn't change it either. Still flat.
Rode the SSCX with the 980gram commuter tires and fenders and stuff. And I was tired and sore and ... hung on valiantly and barely to Giulia's wheel on that bike wearing the backpack full of computers and clothes and stuff. We hit Prospect and I had to bow out and return home via the bike shop.
Was awesome to ride with Goldberg again, to recount the route a bit with everyone and just ride, riding is good, but man, if I'm gonna take the SSCX on the smackdown i need to change the tires, not do a hundo the day before and maybe even take the fenders off and definitely leave the backpack in the office. That was rough.
Legs are hosed.
Writing about it has at least tweaked my mood in a positive direction, that or it could be that i thought about stopping to get beer on the way home and didn't but have been grumpy until reflecting on today's ride.
I'm sure something will make me grumpier than I am no before I fall asleep. That's the nature of life, right?
I was in a weird headspace after the hundo, then got to work with a giant pile of what the fuck to deal with and still no resolution in sight and well... here i am....
Fred hassling me about riding on the dirt.... my brain hassling me for everything i said last night, sigh...
But hey, i'm supposed to be able to deal with it all... right? If you think so then well, I'll be nice and not say what I was gonna say just say, you're right, i wish i could do it all with a completely positive attitude. I'd probably be a Toupee Fiasco supporter if that was true...
y'all keep doing what is right, be strong, be compassionate, take care of people around you, because ultimately you don't matter, everyone else does.
heddwch
G
Wednesday, March 29, 2017
Tuesday, March 28, 2017
Hundo DONE (one more to go)
Got it DONE! My March hundo is in the books. One more to complete the 12 month challenge.
Rode to the Top of Blue Hill, and home. Rain held off until mile 88-90 or so, but by that time i was in Seekonk almost on 152 and basically home. But it was cold and wet enough to soak me and my feet.
Had that distinctive and dreaded rainy Hiss Hiss Hiss with each tire revolution. Got a flat on the bike path, basically almost home. Tire is totally flat now but was able to ride it the rest of the way.
I was motivated to try and get home before the rain, sort of worked, almost. One of my faster rides home from that point solo. Felt good pushing it but I'm definitely feeling the effort. Literally saw one person on a bike, Leland. Maybe his route avoided the rain shower after we parted. Mine didn't. But I saw him at mile 85... 85 miles of Riding in New England and I saw literally zero people on a bike. (I did see brent as he was leaving the blue hill after repeats headed to Trillium Brewery).
Bike good, clothing perfect, legs okay enough to survive. One more Hundo.... I might give it a year or two before trying the 200k/month for 12 months like Matt Roy or wait till i have not such a slow CXy bike and such slow wheels. I know y'all realize it but CX bikes are awesome and all, but they are NOT the fastest, even under fast guys.
https://www.strava.com/activities/918551070
Only posted 3 photos to instagram. First was at Borderlands when I ate food and emptied bladder, second at top of blue hill, while eating food. third = hole making hissing sound once I got home.
pre-amble, there was talk about people joining, they didn't. With the weather... once i it 50 miles at the top of Blue Hill, well... as much as I wanted to ride into the city, dude, that would have added a couple hours and as much as I wanted to see the gang at Firefly, getting as close to home before the rain started was really the key motivator today. And looking at the strava post, I got some solid achievements on the way home, i was pushing it and sort of the legs responded.
Also. That route? Love it. So good. ZERO negative vehicle interactions. Hell not many at all. No other riders were out but still... totally peaceful 100 miles. No i didn't make it to boston, and no, I didn't stop and interrupt Solobreak's nostalgia posting on Faceplace... I just rode.
I rode on two mini donuts (eaten just as I was leaving) and two 2 egg omelet pockets (one consumed at Borderlands, one at top of blue hill) and a grand total of ONE water bottle full of a quad espresso with a splash of water.
SRSLY. i rode 102 miles and only consumed 22oz of fluid. AKA coffee.
I did drink a bunch before I left and me not being tiny and shit meant that I have significant storage/reserves. SO ...
BUT STILL 102 MILES AND ONLY DRANK 22 OZ OF STRONG COFFEE THE WHOLE TIME.
I dunno, weather was really pretty goddamn perfect. high 30s and 40s, clothing just right. Overheating on the way up blue hill, fucking freezing to death on the way down, everything else until it started raining was fucking perfect.
A good day on the bike.
Good thinking time.
Thinking that a CX bike is slow, thinking that I miss my heavy as fuck but impenetrable Durano Plus tires (i have regular duranos on there) kind of wishing i had a fast light bike, maybe an aero helmet too... and some not shitty heavy wheels.
But having all that shit doesn't make anyone happy, just makes them faster.
I'm pretty happy with my pedaling. I will admit to kind of wishing some day maybe I could turn out a sub 5 hr Hundo... someday.... likely never but well... dreams are what fuel motivation.
Sorry I've been so me lately.
working on catching up to the new me... '
oh and we're doing smackdown tomorrow if you are in the area and wanna join, 4:30 India Point Park, by the EBBP tunnel.
Time to cook food. The youngest didn't respond well when i answered her question: "what are you making for dinner?" with "Nothing"
best actually make food.
Assuming i can stand up.
not sure.
been sitting here for a while. I had another beer (shower beer was so key tonight) while typing and stuff.... also disjointedness is due to cribbing the first part of the blog post from the FB post to the NECX HOTM club group.
okay
done
with
words
because if i don't start i'll unzip everything I thought of while pedaling today and no-one is ready for that. no one. Amazing what random shit pops in my head or not.... odd how stuff w/o prompting just suddenly triggers the inner voice "Good job GeWilli - fuckwad, way to end by re-cutting your achilles...." Shut up self and don't worry, it's grown back before.
Hey GeWilli, congrats on being so absolutely cryptic that only you and maybe one or two other people (who def don't read this shit) can decipher it.... Why thank you. I appreciate it.
Is it bad that I can really easily have a conversation with myself? Or does that speak to my black and white, yin/yang, split personality... Did i tell you about the time when I kept the Grooveradio chat room entertained for a whole day talking to myself? two browser windows and seamless banter. That's probably something someone could leverage but hey, the schmuck typing is a dumbass, like he could.
done...
oh no wait I've got like ten thousand more words too add here...
fuck that... even solobreak's asleep by now...
good point....
damn straight it is!
heddwch
G
Rode to the Top of Blue Hill, and home. Rain held off until mile 88-90 or so, but by that time i was in Seekonk almost on 152 and basically home. But it was cold and wet enough to soak me and my feet.
Had that distinctive and dreaded rainy Hiss Hiss Hiss with each tire revolution. Got a flat on the bike path, basically almost home. Tire is totally flat now but was able to ride it the rest of the way.
I was motivated to try and get home before the rain, sort of worked, almost. One of my faster rides home from that point solo. Felt good pushing it but I'm definitely feeling the effort. Literally saw one person on a bike, Leland. Maybe his route avoided the rain shower after we parted. Mine didn't. But I saw him at mile 85... 85 miles of Riding in New England and I saw literally zero people on a bike. (I did see brent as he was leaving the blue hill after repeats headed to Trillium Brewery).
Bike good, clothing perfect, legs okay enough to survive. One more Hundo.... I might give it a year or two before trying the 200k/month for 12 months like Matt Roy or wait till i have not such a slow CXy bike and such slow wheels. I know y'all realize it but CX bikes are awesome and all, but they are NOT the fastest, even under fast guys.
https://www.strava.com/activities/918551070
Only posted 3 photos to instagram. First was at Borderlands when I ate food and emptied bladder, second at top of blue hill, while eating food. third = hole making hissing sound once I got home.
pre-amble, there was talk about people joining, they didn't. With the weather... once i it 50 miles at the top of Blue Hill, well... as much as I wanted to ride into the city, dude, that would have added a couple hours and as much as I wanted to see the gang at Firefly, getting as close to home before the rain started was really the key motivator today. And looking at the strava post, I got some solid achievements on the way home, i was pushing it and sort of the legs responded.
Also. That route? Love it. So good. ZERO negative vehicle interactions. Hell not many at all. No other riders were out but still... totally peaceful 100 miles. No i didn't make it to boston, and no, I didn't stop and interrupt Solobreak's nostalgia posting on Faceplace... I just rode.
I rode on two mini donuts (eaten just as I was leaving) and two 2 egg omelet pockets (one consumed at Borderlands, one at top of blue hill) and a grand total of ONE water bottle full of a quad espresso with a splash of water.
SRSLY. i rode 102 miles and only consumed 22oz of fluid. AKA coffee.
I did drink a bunch before I left and me not being tiny and shit meant that I have significant storage/reserves. SO ...
BUT STILL 102 MILES AND ONLY DRANK 22 OZ OF STRONG COFFEE THE WHOLE TIME.
I dunno, weather was really pretty goddamn perfect. high 30s and 40s, clothing just right. Overheating on the way up blue hill, fucking freezing to death on the way down, everything else until it started raining was fucking perfect.
A good day on the bike.
Good thinking time.
Thinking that a CX bike is slow, thinking that I miss my heavy as fuck but impenetrable Durano Plus tires (i have regular duranos on there) kind of wishing i had a fast light bike, maybe an aero helmet too... and some not shitty heavy wheels.
But having all that shit doesn't make anyone happy, just makes them faster.
I'm pretty happy with my pedaling. I will admit to kind of wishing some day maybe I could turn out a sub 5 hr Hundo... someday.... likely never but well... dreams are what fuel motivation.
Sorry I've been so me lately.
working on catching up to the new me... '
oh and we're doing smackdown tomorrow if you are in the area and wanna join, 4:30 India Point Park, by the EBBP tunnel.
Time to cook food. The youngest didn't respond well when i answered her question: "what are you making for dinner?" with "Nothing"
best actually make food.
Assuming i can stand up.
not sure.
been sitting here for a while. I had another beer (shower beer was so key tonight) while typing and stuff.... also disjointedness is due to cribbing the first part of the blog post from the FB post to the NECX HOTM club group.
okay
done
with
words
because if i don't start i'll unzip everything I thought of while pedaling today and no-one is ready for that. no one. Amazing what random shit pops in my head or not.... odd how stuff w/o prompting just suddenly triggers the inner voice "Good job GeWilli - fuckwad, way to end by re-cutting your achilles...." Shut up self and don't worry, it's grown back before.
Hey GeWilli, congrats on being so absolutely cryptic that only you and maybe one or two other people (who def don't read this shit) can decipher it.... Why thank you. I appreciate it.
Is it bad that I can really easily have a conversation with myself? Or does that speak to my black and white, yin/yang, split personality... Did i tell you about the time when I kept the Grooveradio chat room entertained for a whole day talking to myself? two browser windows and seamless banter. That's probably something someone could leverage but hey, the schmuck typing is a dumbass, like he could.
done...
oh no wait I've got like ten thousand more words too add here...
fuck that... even solobreak's asleep by now...
good point....
damn straight it is!
heddwch
G
Sunday, March 26, 2017
odd realization (somewhere in the jumble of text)
spent the day building bikes. Yeah, working 2nd job, because obviously i'm not smart enough or capable enough to find one job that pays me enough to support those who depend on me. But then I'm kind of doing a 3rd job that doesn't pay anything at all. Also trying to be the one who cooks and shops for everyone. But then of course i could probably go off and get another 1st job that pays enough, but then I'd lose the schedule flexibility, i'd lose the bike commute, I'd lose part of me that is me and I have to remind myself this all the time. One of the sales guys I work with in the industry said, you just trade one stress for another. Gone is the money stress, but welcome to the world of time stress, pressure, deadlines, global travel, driving and all that.
Perspective eh? Besides I really actually like doing all the shit i'm doing. Even if it seems like I'm struggling. maybe there's a subliminal message in there, obviously not everything is perfect....
How's that for front loaded paragraphs.... (i wrote most of this last night, didn't post, adding to it this morning - likely you'll find the negative from last night, positive/balance from this morning)
Building bikes was good, headed in to build the pile of sold bikes but they got moved upstairs so I was stuck with the funky Rs. not the sweet Ts. S'okay, Figuring them out, plenty to build.
Problem is zen state set in and I started thinking. Not about anything current but about the past. Odd how long it takes for things to fade, or not fade at all. And how randomly things pop up in my head. I had earbuds in, listening to the Fugazi Pandora, one of the sales people came down and asked where the music was, I pointed to my ears, they said the one thing they look forward to is coming downstairs and hearing good music when I'm in the building. So I unplugged and made the space fill with music. Transitioned over to the Disturbed radio after a bit, but before transitioning I realized how much I rely on sound when tuning and building a bike. I was constantly pulling one ear out to listen, but when the music is on in the background i can both listen and get everything perfect, from wheel truing to gears to whatever. Sounds are something I key in on.
Spent a good couple of bikes thinking about it. But sounds and music and focus didn't dull the thought or the emotional PTSD flashback. What made it resurface? I dunno, or I do maybe but won't mention it. Obviously something I saw in 30 seconds of twitter checking, thanks for the "you may have missed it" algorithm probably.
I'm learning way too much about neuro stuff. Imprinting, shit's simple, odd how stuff is kind of built on parallels and everything stacked upon stacks, layers on layers....
Pathways, imprinting, stuff is odd. Should I really understand that much? But then I don't understand enough, but just enough, recognition and understanding but not to the level of being able to explain it in any way possible, like I can with the microscopes and any potential problem or issue or inability to grasp what they need to do. I have learned to push and explain in whatever manner it takes, sometimes repeatedly with different analogies, knowing what kind may work with the person or if not knowing at least trying different tacks until I see the unconscious light of recognition on their face and in their eyes. But I can't do that with the brain stuff, only recognize what it is doing and work to minimize and hopefully someday it will go away. Perhaps, ah who can tell.
The incidents, strange and unpredictable. Even able to slip through a social media blackout.
BTW. Pretty fucking hard to work the hype machine when you're taking a mental health social media break. Or at least only taking enough of a hit to keep from losing it totally. RRRR is gonna need some hype help. Should be able to work a bit more into it on Friday though.
Things are pretty rough sometimes, But I have to be and generally i'm okay with the fact that I'm moving forward, one foot, one project at a time. Odd moments catch up, trip ya up. But hey, as long as you don't fall on your face, or if you do you can bounce back up quickly.... itssokay, right?
Kind of wish I wasn't able to be as observant, wish I could turn it off.
Someone fed me the blue pill... but not quite... also no idea where or when, unless, most likely born that way, but I was unable to figure out what to do with this information, still don't know what to do, besides act conservatively/shyly, or go the other direction and totally over-react. Introverted Extrovert, extremes, nothing in the middle. One of the other.... In a world of greys I'm like a backscattered electron image of some PbSn Solder. Black or white, no mixing one of the other.... One personality flipping into the other back and forth. No wonder I'm so drawn to black and white images and photography and why i do the Electron Microscope stuff.
The odd bit is how with some people I'm able to open up when engaging one on one with a feedback loop of positivity, take that away, not the most positive feedback loop. happened while in the grocery store, someone who's able to light it up when chatting, somehow drawing out a pile of positivity from me. Need more people like that around me more frequently. But observationally I wonder, is that me or them? What creates that engagement, that positive feedback loop? Or is it like a hug, kind of pointless alone, but takes two active people to hug?
I'm probably gonna have another coffee, head in and build some more just to pad the Friday direct deposit, was going to ride over to the shop but next week is big week, hundo and RRRR recon, I'm gonna drive, maybe pick up some of those fresh noodles from the asian store on the way home and go in to the week slightly more rested. Maybe.
Odd moment of feeling like writing more, but will refrain, save some for later...
heddwch
G
Perspective eh? Besides I really actually like doing all the shit i'm doing. Even if it seems like I'm struggling. maybe there's a subliminal message in there, obviously not everything is perfect....
How's that for front loaded paragraphs.... (i wrote most of this last night, didn't post, adding to it this morning - likely you'll find the negative from last night, positive/balance from this morning)
Building bikes was good, headed in to build the pile of sold bikes but they got moved upstairs so I was stuck with the funky Rs. not the sweet Ts. S'okay, Figuring them out, plenty to build.
Problem is zen state set in and I started thinking. Not about anything current but about the past. Odd how long it takes for things to fade, or not fade at all. And how randomly things pop up in my head. I had earbuds in, listening to the Fugazi Pandora, one of the sales people came down and asked where the music was, I pointed to my ears, they said the one thing they look forward to is coming downstairs and hearing good music when I'm in the building. So I unplugged and made the space fill with music. Transitioned over to the Disturbed radio after a bit, but before transitioning I realized how much I rely on sound when tuning and building a bike. I was constantly pulling one ear out to listen, but when the music is on in the background i can both listen and get everything perfect, from wheel truing to gears to whatever. Sounds are something I key in on.
Spent a good couple of bikes thinking about it. But sounds and music and focus didn't dull the thought or the emotional PTSD flashback. What made it resurface? I dunno, or I do maybe but won't mention it. Obviously something I saw in 30 seconds of twitter checking, thanks for the "you may have missed it" algorithm probably.
I'm learning way too much about neuro stuff. Imprinting, shit's simple, odd how stuff is kind of built on parallels and everything stacked upon stacks, layers on layers....
Pathways, imprinting, stuff is odd. Should I really understand that much? But then I don't understand enough, but just enough, recognition and understanding but not to the level of being able to explain it in any way possible, like I can with the microscopes and any potential problem or issue or inability to grasp what they need to do. I have learned to push and explain in whatever manner it takes, sometimes repeatedly with different analogies, knowing what kind may work with the person or if not knowing at least trying different tacks until I see the unconscious light of recognition on their face and in their eyes. But I can't do that with the brain stuff, only recognize what it is doing and work to minimize and hopefully someday it will go away. Perhaps, ah who can tell.
The incidents, strange and unpredictable. Even able to slip through a social media blackout.
BTW. Pretty fucking hard to work the hype machine when you're taking a mental health social media break. Or at least only taking enough of a hit to keep from losing it totally. RRRR is gonna need some hype help. Should be able to work a bit more into it on Friday though.
Things are pretty rough sometimes, But I have to be and generally i'm okay with the fact that I'm moving forward, one foot, one project at a time. Odd moments catch up, trip ya up. But hey, as long as you don't fall on your face, or if you do you can bounce back up quickly.... itssokay, right?
Kind of wish I wasn't able to be as observant, wish I could turn it off.
Someone fed me the blue pill... but not quite... also no idea where or when, unless, most likely born that way, but I was unable to figure out what to do with this information, still don't know what to do, besides act conservatively/shyly, or go the other direction and totally over-react. Introverted Extrovert, extremes, nothing in the middle. One of the other.... In a world of greys I'm like a backscattered electron image of some PbSn Solder. Black or white, no mixing one of the other.... One personality flipping into the other back and forth. No wonder I'm so drawn to black and white images and photography and why i do the Electron Microscope stuff.
The odd bit is how with some people I'm able to open up when engaging one on one with a feedback loop of positivity, take that away, not the most positive feedback loop. happened while in the grocery store, someone who's able to light it up when chatting, somehow drawing out a pile of positivity from me. Need more people like that around me more frequently. But observationally I wonder, is that me or them? What creates that engagement, that positive feedback loop? Or is it like a hug, kind of pointless alone, but takes two active people to hug?
I'm probably gonna have another coffee, head in and build some more just to pad the Friday direct deposit, was going to ride over to the shop but next week is big week, hundo and RRRR recon, I'm gonna drive, maybe pick up some of those fresh noodles from the asian store on the way home and go in to the week slightly more rested. Maybe.
Odd moment of feeling like writing more, but will refrain, save some for later...
heddwch
G
Friday, March 24, 2017
smackdown and a whole week...
Smackdown happened. It was fun. Leland had a solo party with big Eian and the rest of us hung out going hard kicking each other's ass but then also waiting up most of the time after the sprint line.
Kind of like it should be. I was slow, but I didn't look at the data to compare just how slow, don't care except i kind of do. But it was good to get the ride in.
Slowly catching my breath. Sort of. Not really but inching back to sanity.
maybe.
There's always a pile of stuff to do, seems futile and so far I've failed to find enough rest and recovery, but hey do that when you're dead right? Past weekend was pretty low key other than the window and driving people everywhere and all that stuff. This weekend likely to be building bikes all weekend. Hoping to get in the Hundo next week and the RRRR recon on Friday.
Been taking an extended twitter break, helping a bit, NJ may have posted though, but that's almost a silent account can check in there and not interact and get sucked in like on the other twitter one.
Limited on FB as well. Helping? not really...
Still just listening to Fugazi radio on pandora non-stop pretty much, bike shop, here, home when no one else is around to listen while i'm cooking or dishes...
Haven't even posted a gram for 4 days...
Now that i've stopped moving and sat down to write something I'm getting very very sleepy. Dozing off almost at my desk. this holding still thing is nice... I'd love got get a quick nap right now.
No rest yet... best hit publish before I really fall asleep
heddwch
G
Kind of like it should be. I was slow, but I didn't look at the data to compare just how slow, don't care except i kind of do. But it was good to get the ride in.
Slowly catching my breath. Sort of. Not really but inching back to sanity.
maybe.
There's always a pile of stuff to do, seems futile and so far I've failed to find enough rest and recovery, but hey do that when you're dead right? Past weekend was pretty low key other than the window and driving people everywhere and all that stuff. This weekend likely to be building bikes all weekend. Hoping to get in the Hundo next week and the RRRR recon on Friday.
Been taking an extended twitter break, helping a bit, NJ may have posted though, but that's almost a silent account can check in there and not interact and get sucked in like on the other twitter one.
Limited on FB as well. Helping? not really...
Still just listening to Fugazi radio on pandora non-stop pretty much, bike shop, here, home when no one else is around to listen while i'm cooking or dishes...
Haven't even posted a gram for 4 days...
Now that i've stopped moving and sat down to write something I'm getting very very sleepy. Dozing off almost at my desk. this holding still thing is nice... I'd love got get a quick nap right now.
No rest yet... best hit publish before I really fall asleep
heddwch
G
Monday, March 20, 2017
fuuuuaaaaahhhhkkkkk
I hate the time change... still... it has been a while and it STILL feels like 9 something PM not 10 something...
and waking up early is the worst...
I've deleted a couple dozen phrases at this point, literally.... deciding that... fuck it... my problem, as Steph always said "choices I made"
they've worked out before... maybe this is the normal lull, the dip into the darkness that makes me appreciate the light...
or worse and negatively reminds me that maybe ... [words left unwritten]
despite my mood and current disposition things aren't bad... Copernicus probably couldn't tell, but then he's a dude, not so smart, all patriarcical and shit>>>
i might have another beer and unplug... or skip the beer and read more of the book...
long day..
things... better? i dunno, but were they ever bad? nope. can i ask for help?
nope
heddwch
G
and waking up early is the worst...
I've deleted a couple dozen phrases at this point, literally.... deciding that... fuck it... my problem, as Steph always said "choices I made"
they've worked out before... maybe this is the normal lull, the dip into the darkness that makes me appreciate the light...
or worse and negatively reminds me that maybe ... [words left unwritten]
despite my mood and current disposition things aren't bad... Copernicus probably couldn't tell, but then he's a dude, not so smart, all patriarcical and shit>>>
i might have another beer and unplug... or skip the beer and read more of the book...
long day..
things... better? i dunno, but were they ever bad? nope. can i ask for help?
nope
heddwch
G
Sunday, March 19, 2017
and then... you spend the weekend doing stuff and nothing
mostly, after the the last month, feels like nothing. But I did replace a window (twice) fix a scope at the picture factory so the students in my class could use it...
got shopping done and kid shuttled...
and realized that the time change has fucked me up. Can't wake up. daylight is weird, odd.
next two days are crazy, oddly these two days have been both, crazy and not at all.
can't really describe it all.
i've been reading, drinking a beer or more,
but no riding... is should have ridden, but lately no energy for it,
getting enough i guess with the crazy challenging commute over the ice and snow.
dinner was awesome last night and tonight, happy about that I am... small moments of happy.
Way too much introspection on true love and all that lately... leaving it at that... pry it out of me in person if you have the guts.
Life's strange, my next couple days are about to be stranger... but hey, who's better equiped to deal with blindsides than GeWilli? no one.
And that makes stuff you can see coming at ya even more managable...
But those blindsides have been nagging me a bit more than usual. the house with the white truck parked in the lot day after day for one... not sure why, i don't commute that way anymore now that the Linear park is open, but it still resides deeply inside.
I'm at that razor point of saying way more, or recognizing the futility and harm and just shutting up...
I'm going to go back to my reading, and say, hey, April 30th... join us. AKA all the Vanderbacon boys esp would be good for that skater punk to pedal in this arena
it will be fun...
heddcwh
G
got shopping done and kid shuttled...
and realized that the time change has fucked me up. Can't wake up. daylight is weird, odd.
next two days are crazy, oddly these two days have been both, crazy and not at all.
can't really describe it all.
i've been reading, drinking a beer or more,
but no riding... is should have ridden, but lately no energy for it,
getting enough i guess with the crazy challenging commute over the ice and snow.
dinner was awesome last night and tonight, happy about that I am... small moments of happy.
Way too much introspection on true love and all that lately... leaving it at that... pry it out of me in person if you have the guts.
Life's strange, my next couple days are about to be stranger... but hey, who's better equiped to deal with blindsides than GeWilli? no one.
And that makes stuff you can see coming at ya even more managable...
But those blindsides have been nagging me a bit more than usual. the house with the white truck parked in the lot day after day for one... not sure why, i don't commute that way anymore now that the Linear park is open, but it still resides deeply inside.
I'm at that razor point of saying way more, or recognizing the futility and harm and just shutting up...
I'm going to go back to my reading, and say, hey, April 30th... join us. AKA all the Vanderbacon boys esp would be good for that skater punk to pedal in this arena
it will be fun...
heddcwh
G
Friday, March 17, 2017
So... post steamroller
also what the fuck do we call steam rollers that don't run on steam?
this week fucking leveled me. mentally and physically.
I'm sitting here a shell, useless, exhausted, cold, should make dinner (for me, everyone else got chiportly)
What's been going on?
this week fucking leveled me. mentally and physically.
I'm sitting here a shell, useless, exhausted, cold, should make dinner (for me, everyone else got chiportly)
What's been going on?
Thursday, March 02, 2017
Feb Hundo... IN DA BOOKS
Of course i waited until the very last day. Why not?
I set myself up well by getting 46 CXy miles in on single track and stuff on Sunday.
Official save the date April 30th. RRRR (RI Red Rooster Ronde)
We haven't ridden the route from start to finish but I know exactly how we are going to make it work and it will be awesome and fun, not too many hills, decent single track, some technical stuff, decent level of needing to pay attention to the Garmin and a few secret beer/bourbon caches. May need beer sponsor though if anyone knows of a distributor with a few extra cases that might go to a good cause.
So Sunday was brutal. It was long. It might have only been 46 miles but it was only an hour or two shorter than Tuesday's Hundo.
Most of the coverage of the Hundo is on Instagram (click on it over on the left or right or where ever the fuck i put it.) I did make the guys stop so i could grab a few shots, and they both got in the spirit and snagged a couple themselves (FB not IG for Brent).
The weather kept going from no rain until after dark to rain all day, every day leading up to it, back and forth, back and forth. Monday though had it clear, and Peng and Brent agreed to join in.
Paul's place was locked up tight as he said it would be but no worries, the route we took? Legit pretty fucking awesome. So little traffic, so many low traveled roads, pretty damn direct too. Not terribly flat but still 117.5 miles and just over 4k feet of climbing is pretty flat by non-flatlander standards.
Peng literally pulled us most of the way, but he's freshly graduated from college, he's racing with his home national team and has talent, and is 55 pounds lighter than I am. Oh and so is Brent. I had no problem matching them on the flats, had to hit the brakes on the declines, but uphill? Fuck that W/KG thing. Man being an out of shape big guy sucks.
But reality? The roads were so awesome, the riding was absolutely perfect. Temps were in the 40s and 50s, may have hit 60, but mostly still pretty awesome for Feb. Winds? Calm to start. dead fucking calm. They started to pick up a bit for the return but were mostly from the south so were either helpful or not a hindrance until i got on the bike path headed home into the wind.
Cadence was up quite a bit from my solo hundo's. I attribute it to the SSCX commuter, like tonight, easily ticking over 110 or so RPM with a tailwind. Smooth no bouncing. Looking down many times I'd find myself well over 100 RPM and thing "hey i could shift, neat!"
It really was a magical day on the bike. But man it kicked my butt. So tired and hungry the next day.
Needed it though. I hate it but and so grateful for the challenge. This NECX HOTM thing, best thing for me this spring. Forcing me to at least ride one century a month, last year I languished and suffered for not riding. And with the bike shop gearing up even sooner? This is even more needed.
Art stuff?
Got my first gallery contract to sign, crazy stipulations but all pretty absolutely fucking insanely awesome. Super stoked about it. Granted not till 2019 though.
Most immediate stuff is the Med School installation. need to get on top of that and get stuff ready to hang ASAP (next week).
Music? yeah still defaulting to Fugazi radio, but it is heavy with Dead Kennedy's and Suicidal tendencies. I think the Dks may be the most therapeutics.
OOOOOOH...
i am signed up to run a 5k on the 16th of march. currently debating if i should run before that or go in straight cold and stuff....
Also this administration is a fucking joke and it is maddeningly insane what they are getting away with. But at least i'm so off the hook insanely busy and about to get more so that well... yeah, little time to dwell (I'm supposed to be cooking dinner, rice is on, the rest needs to follow NOW)...
so yeah...
Hundo was awesome, reaffirming that riding bikes all day with the best people is pretty much the best EVER.
heddwch
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I set myself up well by getting 46 CXy miles in on single track and stuff on Sunday.
Official save the date April 30th. RRRR (RI Red Rooster Ronde)
We haven't ridden the route from start to finish but I know exactly how we are going to make it work and it will be awesome and fun, not too many hills, decent single track, some technical stuff, decent level of needing to pay attention to the Garmin and a few secret beer/bourbon caches. May need beer sponsor though if anyone knows of a distributor with a few extra cases that might go to a good cause.
So Sunday was brutal. It was long. It might have only been 46 miles but it was only an hour or two shorter than Tuesday's Hundo.
Most of the coverage of the Hundo is on Instagram (click on it over on the left or right or where ever the fuck i put it.) I did make the guys stop so i could grab a few shots, and they both got in the spirit and snagged a couple themselves (FB not IG for Brent).
The weather kept going from no rain until after dark to rain all day, every day leading up to it, back and forth, back and forth. Monday though had it clear, and Peng and Brent agreed to join in.
Paul's place was locked up tight as he said it would be but no worries, the route we took? Legit pretty fucking awesome. So little traffic, so many low traveled roads, pretty damn direct too. Not terribly flat but still 117.5 miles and just over 4k feet of climbing is pretty flat by non-flatlander standards.
Peng literally pulled us most of the way, but he's freshly graduated from college, he's racing with his home national team and has talent, and is 55 pounds lighter than I am. Oh and so is Brent. I had no problem matching them on the flats, had to hit the brakes on the declines, but uphill? Fuck that W/KG thing. Man being an out of shape big guy sucks.
But reality? The roads were so awesome, the riding was absolutely perfect. Temps were in the 40s and 50s, may have hit 60, but mostly still pretty awesome for Feb. Winds? Calm to start. dead fucking calm. They started to pick up a bit for the return but were mostly from the south so were either helpful or not a hindrance until i got on the bike path headed home into the wind.
Cadence was up quite a bit from my solo hundo's. I attribute it to the SSCX commuter, like tonight, easily ticking over 110 or so RPM with a tailwind. Smooth no bouncing. Looking down many times I'd find myself well over 100 RPM and thing "hey i could shift, neat!"
It really was a magical day on the bike. But man it kicked my butt. So tired and hungry the next day.
Needed it though. I hate it but and so grateful for the challenge. This NECX HOTM thing, best thing for me this spring. Forcing me to at least ride one century a month, last year I languished and suffered for not riding. And with the bike shop gearing up even sooner? This is even more needed.
Art stuff?
Got my first gallery contract to sign, crazy stipulations but all pretty absolutely fucking insanely awesome. Super stoked about it. Granted not till 2019 though.
Most immediate stuff is the Med School installation. need to get on top of that and get stuff ready to hang ASAP (next week).
Music? yeah still defaulting to Fugazi radio, but it is heavy with Dead Kennedy's and Suicidal tendencies. I think the Dks may be the most therapeutics.
OOOOOOH...
i am signed up to run a 5k on the 16th of march. currently debating if i should run before that or go in straight cold and stuff....
Also this administration is a fucking joke and it is maddeningly insane what they are getting away with. But at least i'm so off the hook insanely busy and about to get more so that well... yeah, little time to dwell (I'm supposed to be cooking dinner, rice is on, the rest needs to follow NOW)...
so yeah...
Hundo was awesome, reaffirming that riding bikes all day with the best people is pretty much the best EVER.
heddwch
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