over and over again expecting a different outcome.
Not really a mistake, perhaps misguided optimism?
Usually it involves food. Specifically not eating breakfast after a high calorie day and then packing a taco salad for lunch (no chips, just lettuce and the stuff) and not even the biggest one... and then giving in and eating it at 10:45..
It isn't even noon and I'm hungry again.
How many times have I gone through this over the years. I leave home, thinking, yeah this will be enough, sure. It is morning, still just waking up, coffee... ride bike to work, get working on stuff, get hungry. Really hungry... And then what.
And now what? Go buy a second lunch? Drink coffee and water until I get everything done and can go home?
have NOT been sleeping well lately, but I rode both Saturday and Sunday, meant I was late getting to the shop both days but the shipment of bikes that was supposed to come in on Friday didn't and well, it will be a light week, even still should cover the fuel costs of driving the big ditch pig for a month or at least two weeks. Didn't make phone calls, I listened to a book. Reading a trashy scifi right now, I like these pulp ones, main characters get in trouble, hopelessly so, but always pull through and only occasional core characters get killed. simple. but watching all the key ones do their stuff in Red Mars and then get killed kind of sucked. Even though John gets killed right out the bat in the first chapter before you even get to know anyone.
Felt really good on the MTB on sunday tho. Couldn't quite keep up with Syl and his brother, but since I out weigh them by a million pounds, don't addictively zwift and am not on a bazillion dollar feather weight carbon full suspension with gears... I'm pretty okay with that. Got a PR right out the gun, riding with ABS we left the lot and I just ramped it up on Bottles and let it rip. Not fast for others maybe but I got a PR and felt really good.
We cranked and chased and had fun and rode and joined up with Syl and his brother and rode some more and just as we hit Watch out for Trucks it started sprinkling, slowly got heavier until it was full on raining back at the car. And that was kind of perfect.
Took a nice outdoor shower in the rain. Keeping the dry stuff dry was a bit of a challenge but it worked.
Rinsed off the bike, took up some slack in the chain, adj the rear caliper slightly in the new position, adjusted and overhauled the pedals and replaced the screw with Capezio's help (he found a screw and some locktite - three other of the screws were loose!).
Looked at grips... the Oury's are getting beat up and worn out, 1000+ miles in less than a year on a MTB ridding exclusively on New England trails, not sure if I like any of the others out there and no, not doing Ergon's yet... I'm not that old. And Most DEF not going with those ESIs I do NOT like the foam...
But I do like riding the bike.
On Saturday another thesis developed in my head. About riding technical trails and how it is similar to playing a complicated piece on the Violin. Now there are amazingly talented people who can sight read the most difficult music and make you think they've been playing it for years. Same as there are some riders who can be dropped into an incredibly technical trail they've never seen and ride it perfectly and cleanly the first time.
Those people are special and not normal. Most of us have to work hard at what they do easily. That's the cool part about humanity. Hopefully you find that thing you're best at and make look easy and at the same time enjoy it. even better if you can get paid doing it.
So if you've played music, had music lessons, at some point in your life you probably can have a good idea where this is going. And part of me thinks I should pull it out into a separate post.
I think I will. You may see these words again, sorry about that.
in the mean time: https://www.bikemag.com/features/opinion/the-grimy-handshake/the-grimy-handshake-hand-in-glove/
They actually have MTB magazines at the shop, actual paper magazines. And for the first time in longer than i care to admit, i read the Grimy Handshake Column actually in Bike mag.
(I am getting hungrier - this whole distract while remote supporting and resolving other issues by writing and drinking coffee IS NOT WORKING). Lets see if i can keep pushing it past the meeting this afternoon and then until i get home.
def need to resupply snack stash in the office - although that's a stash that lasts a day if I'm lucky, it is just extra food to eat, unless I hide it from myself.
Maybe I need to go get a snack...
or not...
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