Burlingame MT TT registration opened last night. 100 rider limit. Pay up, join up and LET'S GET IT ON.
YEAH.
Make it a Rhode Island weekend by catching Magical Strings Live in Concert at the Coffee Depot in Warren RI on the 5th! It just happens to be down the street from the Market at Cutler Mills.
I guess there was a bike race yesterday. That Omloop thing. KarolusLinus got a few shots. But my favorite is the Meersman one. That hair he has is dreamy. Just can't decide if it is a nightmare or just a bad dream. Cool to see the big guy Thor doing well. Heck the oooo esss ay placed a rider in 12th?
It ain't cross but, it's close enough (vicinity wise) to count for something. Something way more than a spring break race for the Euros out at the Epo-Tour.
Mt Biking... then... soon Battenkill. I suppose I should start riding a bit to get ready for getting my ass kicked. Eh?
Heddwch
G
Sunday, March 02, 2008
Friday, February 29, 2008
Something from last week
So - lousy production but - Hey - it is a step up from previous GeWilli one take wonders. Kinda stretching on the content tho...
ah well what the hell...
Cyclo-cross Diegem 2007
Check Out JP's concentration...
Can't wait for the big reveal tonight at Midnight!
(or is it midnight Belgie Time that it can be revealed meaning um... what time here in the states?)
Look at the angle on those bars. They are set super pro - not all fake pro and silly pointed retarded-like to the rear hub. Ya gonna have drops - heck might as well set the bars so you could use em if ya want to.
Can't wait for the big reveal tonight at Midnight!
(or is it midnight Belgie Time that it can be revealed meaning um... what time here in the states?)
Look at the angle on those bars. They are set super pro - not all fake pro and silly pointed retarded-like to the rear hub. Ya gonna have drops - heck might as well set the bars so you could use em if ya want to.
well it ain't burlington VT cold
But it was conveniently cold enough for me to park the bike today and do the double kid drop off. Temps reporting around 9-16°F around here. Better than the -10°F they were showing for way up in the boondocks of VT.
Much needed rest day. I've sort of been calling this week my weight lifting phase in my head. Well that's what I tell myself everytime I'm cranking at low cadences with very high loads heading up hills with the loaded trailer. Or if the trailer is unloaded up a hill I'll be sure to be in the 18 in the back at least. Been thinking about that for a couple weeks now. And the extra rest days have seem to be paying off more than the work.
Last night I did something unusual outside of cross season. My legs were feeling pretty sore, residual from the work load of the week. So I grabbed my Badger Balm Sore Muscle rub after doing a solid session with the stick, and worked that stuff in for a while. It had me thinking about a few things. First, with the stick. That sumbitch is like a epilator. Yes. I haven't shaved since Natz Schmatz Redo. It is scary. And it freaking HURTS when those plastic rollers pinch together and rip out hairs. The other thought was regarding care of legs and what not. I know many folks who do the whole massage kinda thing (self or pro) year round. This past cross season I mostly did it as pre-race prep the night before and then post race. And post running. Never really much during training. So. This thinking had me saying, ya know, it is probably a good idea to do this stuff on a regular basis. If I I don't have sore legs by bedtime (on non-easy ride days) then I probably am not riding hard enough. And then the thing is - the only way to get a light load or not ride hard enough is to ride without the trailer. Esp as the little one isn't so little any more. The Battenkill hills are what I visualize anytime I'm cranking up a hill lately. And I also realized going into last year, I didn't spend nearly enough time working on out of the saddle climbing time. I was spending most of the time (last year) looking at the effing power numbers spinning up hills in the little ring. And when it came time to climb with the pack, I needed equal ability to sit and spin AND stand and crank. My stand and crank muscles weren't ready for that load... And so when it came to spinning down the back side - the spinning muscles were burned up. Lose lose situation. Grinding shouldn't be over looked in the training regieme it seems, just as spinning alone shouldn't. It is about balance. Being comfortable at 120 rpms for an hour or two is just as helpful as being able to muscle out a hill for 20 minutes standing at 60-75 rpm...
Time to muscle through some D now that coffee time is over. And again. It is a bad sign when I start eating my lunch before 10am.
Heddwch
G
Much needed rest day. I've sort of been calling this week my weight lifting phase in my head. Well that's what I tell myself everytime I'm cranking at low cadences with very high loads heading up hills with the loaded trailer. Or if the trailer is unloaded up a hill I'll be sure to be in the 18 in the back at least. Been thinking about that for a couple weeks now. And the extra rest days have seem to be paying off more than the work.
Last night I did something unusual outside of cross season. My legs were feeling pretty sore, residual from the work load of the week. So I grabbed my Badger Balm Sore Muscle rub after doing a solid session with the stick, and worked that stuff in for a while. It had me thinking about a few things. First, with the stick. That sumbitch is like a epilator. Yes. I haven't shaved since Natz Schmatz Redo. It is scary. And it freaking HURTS when those plastic rollers pinch together and rip out hairs. The other thought was regarding care of legs and what not. I know many folks who do the whole massage kinda thing (self or pro) year round. This past cross season I mostly did it as pre-race prep the night before and then post race. And post running. Never really much during training. So. This thinking had me saying, ya know, it is probably a good idea to do this stuff on a regular basis. If I I don't have sore legs by bedtime (on non-easy ride days) then I probably am not riding hard enough. And then the thing is - the only way to get a light load or not ride hard enough is to ride without the trailer. Esp as the little one isn't so little any more. The Battenkill hills are what I visualize anytime I'm cranking up a hill lately. And I also realized going into last year, I didn't spend nearly enough time working on out of the saddle climbing time. I was spending most of the time (last year) looking at the effing power numbers spinning up hills in the little ring. And when it came time to climb with the pack, I needed equal ability to sit and spin AND stand and crank. My stand and crank muscles weren't ready for that load... And so when it came to spinning down the back side - the spinning muscles were burned up. Lose lose situation. Grinding shouldn't be over looked in the training regieme it seems, just as spinning alone shouldn't. It is about balance. Being comfortable at 120 rpms for an hour or two is just as helpful as being able to muscle out a hill for 20 minutes standing at 60-75 rpm...
Time to muscle through some D now that coffee time is over. And again. It is a bad sign when I start eating my lunch before 10am.
Heddwch
G
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Fat... and stuff other people have posted
Monique, over at velonews, has put up another eat right 'article' and yes I know. It isn't targeted at me. It's targeted at those with KFC and Ding Dong Ho Ho fetishes. Those who feel incomplete without a bit of processed white flower and high fructose corn syrup.
But even then. I read the first bit about sat fat and man I know plenty of people who went on a very successful diet where they ate not one gram of saturated fats or cholesterol with the sole intent and purpose to get the cholesterol number down.
What happened. Bueler? Bueler? Their cholesterol numbers skyrocketed. What? WHY? They didn't eat any but their numbers got worse? WTF?
Well. Ya see. We are just walking chunks of meat. Turns out, we MAKE it in our body. When we don't eat any the body can over produce it. It is possible that the dramatic switch from cholesterol to non at an older age may have triggered it. I guess it goes to say - moderation.
Oh and Omega-3 is pretty pointless to try and target if you are getting it from sources with high amounts of Omega-6. Someone with my background than me pointed that out- look it up.
I'm just ranting to quiet the demons in my own head.
Anyway - i mentioned other stuff.
Must watch: (code didn't work)
Thanks suds for posting it
I just stole his source code since I seem to be too retarded to find the originating link and do it the right way. Hope it works. If not just go to his blog and watch it.
And last bit. One of the Powertapheads mentioned efficiency at low pedal cadences and stuff. No names, no need to remember who and all that. Did yall read Josh's Top TT tips? "36 Ways to A Faster TT"
Good stuff there. Esp if ya gonna be hitting a local club TT.
I know this bit stuck in Solobreak's craw. Figured I'd beat him to the punch since he's too focused on A, B, C and D lately.
Did everyone see that?
Leg speed is the key to cycling and it is easy to train.
Hmmm. Leg speed is the key to cycling. Hmmm.
But my HR goes up. Sure it does. But lets use another example. Say a cyclist goes for a run for the first time in over 6 months. Heck drop it to a reasonable bit of time. What does their HR do? Then say this cyclist runs every other day for a couple weeks. Is the HR the same as it was the first time? Assuming distance and speed are similar the HR goes down.
Now for those 'tapheads and number crunchers - sure you are just as efficient at low cadences and can produce the same amount of watts as those struggling with a high HR in training with a high cadence. What happens come race day? Hmmm.
This is nothing new to anyone I suppose. But it seems people are far too content to be a 75-85 rpm pathlete in Road races and Crits. "I need a 56 tooth chainring or I will get dropped in a sprint." Anyone paying attention last year to some kid named Gavin's results will see how retarded that notion is. Here's a kid with Junior gear restrictions kicking the asses of "big gear" jocks.
I'm not saying that you need to leave the church of the big ring. But to maximize your leg speed USING THE BIG RING WHEN IT COUNTS - you need to learn how to pedal fast for a long time.
But remember I ain't know jack about training. Lots of good ideas. I read too much, probably read enough to actually know what I'm talking about in a theoretical sense, just lacking the empirical side. Or maybe not. Maybe I know what works by the fact I know what doesn't work. I know I'm not getting fast by not training. I do know i get slower when I don't take a rest day during the week. It seems 5 days in a row of pulling a loaded trailer for just under two hours a day is enough work to just make me tired all the time. Taking at least one day off seems to give the muscles time to recover and rebuilt. Kinda funny. I know if you want to win in a sprint you have to train for a sprint but you also have to train so you can be there in the end for the sprint. How? I dunno. I'm just having too much damn fun riding my bike. If I get faster along the way then, well that's cool.
Heddwch
G
PS - remember I'm not a coach/doctor/nutritionist/whatever and as much as I seem to play online - bottom line: I am not one. I am just me. And you can be assured I'll change my mind about something or everything at some point.
But even then. I read the first bit about sat fat and man I know plenty of people who went on a very successful diet where they ate not one gram of saturated fats or cholesterol with the sole intent and purpose to get the cholesterol number down.
What happened. Bueler? Bueler? Their cholesterol numbers skyrocketed. What? WHY? They didn't eat any but their numbers got worse? WTF?
Well. Ya see. We are just walking chunks of meat. Turns out, we MAKE it in our body. When we don't eat any the body can over produce it. It is possible that the dramatic switch from cholesterol to non at an older age may have triggered it. I guess it goes to say - moderation.
Oh and Omega-3 is pretty pointless to try and target if you are getting it from sources with high amounts of Omega-6. Someone with my background than me pointed that out- look it up.
I'm just ranting to quiet the demons in my own head.
Anyway - i mentioned other stuff.
Must watch: (code didn't work)
Thanks suds for posting it
I just stole his source code since I seem to be too retarded to find the originating link and do it the right way. Hope it works. If not just go to his blog and watch it.
And last bit. One of the Powertapheads mentioned efficiency at low pedal cadences and stuff. No names, no need to remember who and all that. Did yall read Josh's Top TT tips? "36 Ways to A Faster TT"
Good stuff there. Esp if ya gonna be hitting a local club TT.
I know this bit stuck in Solobreak's craw. Figured I'd beat him to the punch since he's too focused on A, B, C and D lately.
29) Optimum cadence for a time trial is generally 90 to 105, but you must practice this. Leg speed is the key to cycling and it is easy to train. If you can pedal smoothly at 120 rpm in training, you will be extremely efficient at 105 rpm in the race. To train this, do one interval a week building from 10 minutes to an hour with very little resistance at 115 to 130 rpm.
Did everyone see that?
Leg speed is the key to cycling and it is easy to train.
Hmmm. Leg speed is the key to cycling. Hmmm.
But my HR goes up. Sure it does. But lets use another example. Say a cyclist goes for a run for the first time in over 6 months. Heck drop it to a reasonable bit of time. What does their HR do? Then say this cyclist runs every other day for a couple weeks. Is the HR the same as it was the first time? Assuming distance and speed are similar the HR goes down.
Now for those 'tapheads and number crunchers - sure you are just as efficient at low cadences and can produce the same amount of watts as those struggling with a high HR in training with a high cadence. What happens come race day? Hmmm.
This is nothing new to anyone I suppose. But it seems people are far too content to be a 75-85 rpm pathlete in Road races and Crits. "I need a 56 tooth chainring or I will get dropped in a sprint." Anyone paying attention last year to some kid named Gavin's results will see how retarded that notion is. Here's a kid with Junior gear restrictions kicking the asses of "big gear" jocks.
I'm not saying that you need to leave the church of the big ring. But to maximize your leg speed USING THE BIG RING WHEN IT COUNTS - you need to learn how to pedal fast for a long time.
But remember I ain't know jack about training. Lots of good ideas. I read too much, probably read enough to actually know what I'm talking about in a theoretical sense, just lacking the empirical side. Or maybe not. Maybe I know what works by the fact I know what doesn't work. I know I'm not getting fast by not training. I do know i get slower when I don't take a rest day during the week. It seems 5 days in a row of pulling a loaded trailer for just under two hours a day is enough work to just make me tired all the time. Taking at least one day off seems to give the muscles time to recover and rebuilt. Kinda funny. I know if you want to win in a sprint you have to train for a sprint but you also have to train so you can be there in the end for the sprint. How? I dunno. I'm just having too much damn fun riding my bike. If I get faster along the way then, well that's cool.
Heddwch
G
PS - remember I'm not a coach/doctor/nutritionist/whatever and as much as I seem to play online - bottom line: I am not one. I am just me. And you can be assured I'll change my mind about something or everything at some point.
Doesn't mean he's smart
The guy might be a darn good pitcher. But he seems to be piling up solid evidence that he's not very smart. He'd better hope that old pile of needles ain't got any DNA of his on them.
Blame it on ErikV
"Daddy The Top Came Off"
Damn that's a fine film.
EAST BOUND AND DOWN - loaded up and Trucking...
Dman I ain't afraid to say... I really do like that movie.
That Allied Van Lines move... Damn I love that!
Gotta watch Part 1 and part 2
Thanks ErikV
Darn Cold out there
For around here at least. Temp range from 18-20°F. And, predictably I was over heating. Toes cool. Face cool. But not cold. No fancy balaclava. No fancy vent taped up old helmet. Just that Ibex wool beanie under my Giro Pneumo. Wicked stiff head/cross wind as well. Esp coming across that shell strewn section I posted yesterday. Wind just blasting across the bay. It was just me and an unloaded trailer on the way in. Little one hitched a ride in the car. A couple times I actually felt alone on the path. Just knowing someone is with ya back there is enough to provide a bit of companionship. With the construction and the bridge detours and the free bus pass here at work, many cyclists have taken to hopping on the big public transport option. The trailer just doesn't fit so well on those racks on the busses, not to mention go anywhere (easily without a handful of transfers) near where we need to get to for the drop off. Anyway
Bike bits fell apart last night. For a while my rear tire has had an odd hop in it. I sort of chalked it up to the 28c tire with a 28-35c tube sitting inside a filleted tube. Till last night. The whump whump whump I felt heading down a hill at 25+ mph suddenly became a whump-thwack whump-thwack whump-thwack. Uh Oh.
Look down. Shoot - the tire is bulging and uh oh - tube is sticking out rubbing the chain stay every rev. A quick tweak of the QR (thanks horizontal drop outs) and it isn't rubbing. Quick drop in PSI and it isn't sticking out as far. And then, oh, right that's not the actual tube. It's the liner. Actual tube and I probably would have had a blow out. I make it home. Bouncing along with about 40 psi in the rear (yes, dragging trailer, crunching mussel and clam shells) wasn't terribly confident inspiring. But. Not changing a flat in the dwindling light of day is a good thing.
Home. get some dinner made and eaten. Head out to the bike room. Pop bike in repair stand. Remove rear wheel. Hmm. Tire = toast. $15 tire (or was it $20 I dunno). Looking back at the records - ie this web log thing - I realize that this bit of rubber was put on as far back as: Wednesday, May 02, 2007. Damn that's some decent numbers. Sure probably only three to four thousand miles on it. The center tread is down to about a millimeter, loads of cuts and what not. Probably got my money's worth. But, I didn't have a new one to slap on there. Team order for Schwable tires hasn't gone in yet. What to put on. Old checked side wall 23c Conti Grand Prix (old school - ala 1997ish)? Hmmm. Not ready to bust out the 4 season 28s for commuting duty yet. Well. Hey here's a foldable nice light road tire. A Grand Sport IIRC, Conti. Ah but only a 20c? What the hell. Why not. The rubber is as hard as a rock. Narrow is good for snow and ice, probably dodge more shells with less contact. Might as well use up what I have before buying more. I've ridden skinnier tires in the day (well 18 front 20 back was how I rode in College). So, it is settled. Oh. But need new brake pads. Oh look. I still have (in a bag) the ScottMatt pads that were on the bike when I bought it in 1991 (and took off cause I thought they looked cheap). Well. Riding in I can tell you. They work just fine. Look pretty funny bolted to Dura-Ace brakes. They are pads you would expect to see on a set of dia-comp centerpulls off a 1982 univega or something. Good thing I've grown up and can take a hit on the image meter. And honestly, I found my self wondering: WWSD. What Would Sheldon Do. Or at least, what would I imagine Sheldon to do? Buy something new or use what is on hand to make due? Maybe I'm channeling some other bike guru - focusing on the Reduce Reuse Recycle side of things. I'm thinking of re-using the Seca tread as a mr-tuffy type device. Thinking about it, doesn't mean I will. But I probably will cut out the wire bead and find an appropriate spot for it. Maybe as a liner for one of the bigger commuter tires that go on the cross bike... Hmmm. So many variables.
And in case you have missed it:
There ya go.
Yogurt Boy has been writing a Tome lately on his travels. Well worth a read.
I could use one heck of a lot more B. And arguably probably some C. And D has kept this sitting here being slowly added to while sipping coffee or whatever happens to find me not responding to email/phone help.
heddwch
G
Bike bits fell apart last night. For a while my rear tire has had an odd hop in it. I sort of chalked it up to the 28c tire with a 28-35c tube sitting inside a filleted tube. Till last night. The whump whump whump I felt heading down a hill at 25+ mph suddenly became a whump-thwack whump-thwack whump-thwack. Uh Oh.
Look down. Shoot - the tire is bulging and uh oh - tube is sticking out rubbing the chain stay every rev. A quick tweak of the QR (thanks horizontal drop outs) and it isn't rubbing. Quick drop in PSI and it isn't sticking out as far. And then, oh, right that's not the actual tube. It's the liner. Actual tube and I probably would have had a blow out. I make it home. Bouncing along with about 40 psi in the rear (yes, dragging trailer, crunching mussel and clam shells) wasn't terribly confident inspiring. But. Not changing a flat in the dwindling light of day is a good thing.
Home. get some dinner made and eaten. Head out to the bike room. Pop bike in repair stand. Remove rear wheel. Hmm. Tire = toast. $15 tire (or was it $20 I dunno). Looking back at the records - ie this web log thing - I realize that this bit of rubber was put on as far back as: Wednesday, May 02, 2007. Damn that's some decent numbers. Sure probably only three to four thousand miles on it. The center tread is down to about a millimeter, loads of cuts and what not. Probably got my money's worth. But, I didn't have a new one to slap on there. Team order for Schwable tires hasn't gone in yet. What to put on. Old checked side wall 23c Conti Grand Prix (old school - ala 1997ish)? Hmmm. Not ready to bust out the 4 season 28s for commuting duty yet. Well. Hey here's a foldable nice light road tire. A Grand Sport IIRC, Conti. Ah but only a 20c? What the hell. Why not. The rubber is as hard as a rock. Narrow is good for snow and ice, probably dodge more shells with less contact. Might as well use up what I have before buying more. I've ridden skinnier tires in the day (well 18 front 20 back was how I rode in College). So, it is settled. Oh. But need new brake pads. Oh look. I still have (in a bag) the ScottMatt pads that were on the bike when I bought it in 1991 (and took off cause I thought they looked cheap). Well. Riding in I can tell you. They work just fine. Look pretty funny bolted to Dura-Ace brakes. They are pads you would expect to see on a set of dia-comp centerpulls off a 1982 univega or something. Good thing I've grown up and can take a hit on the image meter. And honestly, I found my self wondering: WWSD. What Would Sheldon Do. Or at least, what would I imagine Sheldon to do? Buy something new or use what is on hand to make due? Maybe I'm channeling some other bike guru - focusing on the Reduce Reuse Recycle side of things. I'm thinking of re-using the Seca tread as a mr-tuffy type device. Thinking about it, doesn't mean I will. But I probably will cut out the wire bead and find an appropriate spot for it. Maybe as a liner for one of the bigger commuter tires that go on the cross bike... Hmmm. So many variables.
And in case you have missed it:
A memorial service will be held at 1:30 p.m. March 2,
at the First Unitarian Society in Newton, at 1326
Washington St. (across the street from Harris Cyclery)
West Newton.
For those pedaling to the memorial service, there will
be a designated bicycle parking area. A police detail
will be on hand, but please bring your lock.
Sheldon’s family has requested that memorial donations
be made to the causes and groups that he loved best -
Cycling Advocacy/Education and Community Theatre.
As his influence was world wide, please consider any
of the following:
MassBike
171 Milk Street
Suite 33
Boston. MA 02109
617-542-6755
http://www.massbike.org
Revels, Inc.
80 Mt. Auburn Street
Watertown, MA 02472
617-972-8300
Revels Inc.
Or consider a gift in Sheldon’s name to your local
cycling advocacy or community theatre organization.
There ya go.
Yogurt Boy has been writing a Tome lately on his travels. Well worth a read.
I could use one heck of a lot more B. And arguably probably some C. And D has kept this sitting here being slowly added to while sipping coffee or whatever happens to find me not responding to email/phone help.
heddwch
G
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Chicken
Cooking up a chicken. Yeah.
Week night following a bike commute no less. (we don't exactly eat dinner at 5pm at our place).
Last night. It was a nice Bell and Evans bird, picked up at the market ($2/pound - if they aren't in the meat case, ask, they usually have a bunch of birds in the walk in). It was a smallish 4 pounder.
So took it out, washed it, dried it. Turned the oven on to 500°F (using the convection option I got on it). Made a bit of teriyaki(sp?) with some shoyu, brown sugar, and rice vinegar. Warmed it up to dissolve the sugar. Stuffed the bird with 1 lemon cut up into small wedges, one lobe of ginger sliced into disks, and a handful of fresh thyme sprigs. And slowly drizzled the skin with the soy sauce mix. Popped it in a pan. Breast side up for 15 minutes. Flipped it over, stuffed a remote read thermometer in the coldest/thickest part of the breast and popped it in the hot oven, dropping the temp down to 350. Yeah. Cook the damn thing breast side down. Seriously. And holy CRAP talk about amazing flavor. Smelled amazing cooking it. I made up some short grain brown rice, and sauted some carrots and brilliant meal. Oh so yummy. The carrots are a solid favorite with the girls. I first almost carmelize some onions in a bit of olive oil, then plunk in the chopped carrots, add a splash of sesame oil, some dried thyme (crushed in the palm of my hand) and a bit of Shoyu sauce. Cook till soft. Use organic carrots of course. I still peel them before chopping. And. You'll never be able to eat carrots cooked any other way (well cooked alone - not counting including them in a Mirepoix or stews.
It really didn't take long for the chicken to come to temperature. And the girls devoured it. I'm not a big chicken fan but for not much more than $10 feeding a family of four and having enough left overs to feed some cyclist at lunch? That's a good value. Oh and I do NOT truss the damn bird. No need. And yes cooking it breast side down is critical for a succulent juice breast that makes your mouth water (there - that's probably about as much talking about putting breasts in my mouth as I can without getting in trouble)
I love real food. There is some great satisfaction in cooking and eating the best mother nature provides.
Life's too short to eat crappy food.
heddwch
G
Week night following a bike commute no less. (we don't exactly eat dinner at 5pm at our place).
Last night. It was a nice Bell and Evans bird, picked up at the market ($2/pound - if they aren't in the meat case, ask, they usually have a bunch of birds in the walk in). It was a smallish 4 pounder.
So took it out, washed it, dried it. Turned the oven on to 500°F (using the convection option I got on it). Made a bit of teriyaki(sp?) with some shoyu, brown sugar, and rice vinegar. Warmed it up to dissolve the sugar. Stuffed the bird with 1 lemon cut up into small wedges, one lobe of ginger sliced into disks, and a handful of fresh thyme sprigs. And slowly drizzled the skin with the soy sauce mix. Popped it in a pan. Breast side up for 15 minutes. Flipped it over, stuffed a remote read thermometer in the coldest/thickest part of the breast and popped it in the hot oven, dropping the temp down to 350. Yeah. Cook the damn thing breast side down. Seriously. And holy CRAP talk about amazing flavor. Smelled amazing cooking it. I made up some short grain brown rice, and sauted some carrots and brilliant meal. Oh so yummy. The carrots are a solid favorite with the girls. I first almost carmelize some onions in a bit of olive oil, then plunk in the chopped carrots, add a splash of sesame oil, some dried thyme (crushed in the palm of my hand) and a bit of Shoyu sauce. Cook till soft. Use organic carrots of course. I still peel them before chopping. And. You'll never be able to eat carrots cooked any other way (well cooked alone - not counting including them in a Mirepoix or stews.
It really didn't take long for the chicken to come to temperature. And the girls devoured it. I'm not a big chicken fan but for not much more than $10 feeding a family of four and having enough left overs to feed some cyclist at lunch? That's a good value. Oh and I do NOT truss the damn bird. No need. And yes cooking it breast side down is critical for a succulent juice breast that makes your mouth water (there - that's probably about as much talking about putting breasts in my mouth as I can without getting in trouble)
I love real food. There is some great satisfaction in cooking and eating the best mother nature provides.
Life's too short to eat crappy food.
heddwch
G
For now...
Here are a few snap shots from the way home and one of the Brants this morning. Damn those birds are cool!
There were 17 Brants all told in the group I saw this morning. These were headed off one way (while I was trying to capture them on the CCD) and the others scooted off in the opposite direction.
This last shot. You can get a good idea of the mine field I ride through every day.
Heddwch
G
There were 17 Brants all told in the group I saw this morning. These were headed off one way (while I was trying to capture them on the CCD) and the others scooted off in the opposite direction.
This last shot. You can get a good idea of the mine field I ride through every day.
Heddwch
G
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Happy to Hope it Rains
Yes, very happy to hope it rains. Wash away the snow on the path. Rain, I'll take you rain. Easy to dress for. Sure you get wet but water is water. Ya dry off, eventually.
It beats the struggle through the snowy ice remnants on the path. I suppose I would feel differently if the path was plowed as well as the roads. Or plowed at all.
I look at the line, the difference between the green and white on the radar and am happy to be solidly in the green. Sure 42°F and rain is going to feel far colder than 22° F and snow, but... Rain doesn't build up on my commute route.
I like the rain.
Riding in it, I really enjoy. There is something extra I find to power myself with when precipitation is falling wet and steady on a ride. Sure, I will often be put off by rain before starting a ride. I never mind if I starts raining after I'm already on the bike. Nor do I might getting caught at work when it is raining. Getting home is getting home. On the bike or not.
I fear though that there won't be enough rain and it won't be quite warm enough to remove all the crunchy solid footstep created ice from the few stretches of bike path left covered as of this morning. The hope is there that it is clear. But I'm doubtful. Goes along with the pessimistic outlook. You are either constantly being proven right or pleasantly suprised.
That and this week I have taken to stuffing the big over size, slow, over weight Oly D-460z digi cam. Ya know a nice y2k model. It might be heavy, it might be slow, it might only have 1.3 megapixels. But it still works, who needs to be spreading images over the net bigger than that anyway? Sort of like the "it ain't broke, don't replace it" line of thought. Reduce, Reuse, Recycle.
Reducing the waist line while being hungry is good... But me, right now, I don't have much waist to reduce... and I'm HUNGRY. grrrr NEED FOOD... and on that note... food... be good... ride safe...
heddwch
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It beats the struggle through the snowy ice remnants on the path. I suppose I would feel differently if the path was plowed as well as the roads. Or plowed at all.
I look at the line, the difference between the green and white on the radar and am happy to be solidly in the green. Sure 42°F and rain is going to feel far colder than 22° F and snow, but... Rain doesn't build up on my commute route.
I like the rain.
Riding in it, I really enjoy. There is something extra I find to power myself with when precipitation is falling wet and steady on a ride. Sure, I will often be put off by rain before starting a ride. I never mind if I starts raining after I'm already on the bike. Nor do I might getting caught at work when it is raining. Getting home is getting home. On the bike or not.
I fear though that there won't be enough rain and it won't be quite warm enough to remove all the crunchy solid footstep created ice from the few stretches of bike path left covered as of this morning. The hope is there that it is clear. But I'm doubtful. Goes along with the pessimistic outlook. You are either constantly being proven right or pleasantly suprised.
That and this week I have taken to stuffing the big over size, slow, over weight Oly D-460z digi cam. Ya know a nice y2k model. It might be heavy, it might be slow, it might only have 1.3 megapixels. But it still works, who needs to be spreading images over the net bigger than that anyway? Sort of like the "it ain't broke, don't replace it" line of thought. Reduce, Reuse, Recycle.
Reducing the waist line while being hungry is good... But me, right now, I don't have much waist to reduce... and I'm HUNGRY. grrrr NEED FOOD... and on that note... food... be good... ride safe...
heddwch
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Even O'Grady
calls em sissy levers! (2|25|08 entry).
CTodd has a nice interview with Christine Vardaros up right now. Go give it a watch.
Yogurt Boy is rolling around Euro-Land like a pig in slop and writing about it.
Litka decided to add some diversity to the local with some videos.
Murat's decided that he's solved his knee issue.
You can buy genuine crappy cowbells for about a dollar at iParty Stores (online seems to be about double or more the price in store). By a couple dozen in a team color, slap some stickers on it - sell em for $5-10 or give em away or both.
The ride in was pretty solid. Just a shade less Ice and snow than yesterday, but it was definitely more ice and bumpier. But Staying seated I was pretty much able to power through it. Loads of woah - i'm riding on sheer ice draggin a trailer. Power power smooooooooth.
Got me thinking yesterday riding through the stuff. Truly the best way to approach hitting ice and what not is to pretend you are on a fixed gear and just never stop pedaling and KEEP the power output ABSOLUTELY smooth. If ya got a powertap that means pedal using the hub sensing cadence and watching the cadence go from 60 to 141 to 80 to 60 to 141 all the time keeping the same pedal speed. Ya see when the hub can't sense your retarded monkey power pedaling I has no freaking clue what your cadence is. Pretty funny, I think. And yes, I spent many hours on the bike duplicating, testing and determining what the hell was happening. An example would be pedal smooth until the cadence starts going all berserk, then without changing gear or speed pedal lumpy squares - boom cadence settles down perfectly - smooth it out - berserk - lumpy - stable. Annoying as all fahking get out. Anyway. That's how ya have to ride through ice. Light in the bars, weight on the rear, smooth and flowing. Very zen like. A challenge, esp with slick 28c tires at 95 psi dragging an 80-90 pound trailer.
Got some images from yesterday morning and last night. Will post em up soon.
Also. Yesterday and then today, I saw the first Brants. Six of them. Unmistakable. Very cool to see our visitors from the Arctic. They are beautiful Birds.
This time of year there are more different species of Birds along the bike path than any other time of year. Mostly ducks and waterfowl of various types. And then of course the damn carpet bombing flying sea rats. I will say though. When they start chattering, it softens me right up. Something about the sound of seagulls chattering that brings me home to a happy place. But, these gulls here on the Bay are super quiet compared to the ones out around Puget Sound. At least that's how I am remembering it right now.
I sat down to read the intro of Maynard's Half-wheel book. I'd forgotten his stint with Winning magazine. I'd forgotten that I subscribed to Winning very soon after they started publishing it and that it was probably there that I'd first read Maynard's writing.
And in retrospect Mike F's writing wasn't a whole heck of a lot different. And then I got more introspective and realized, these cycling writers, those who fictionalize in a way and capture the emotion and spirit of riding are my heros more than the guys who race the bikes. Maynard, O'Grady, Ferrentino, Krabbé and really the compellingly written web logs that abound. These web logs embody the spirit that the trio get paid to write (draw) about. They might be unpolished (or bright and shiny) but they tell a story. Reading about a race can be compelling. But not from a reporters point of view trying to cover everything. Reading about a race written by a competitor, now that's compelling.
And in the words of Krabbé:
Reading, writers, books. I am a sucker for a good book. Well written. Maybe not the best crafted book. But often I do find books I just can't get through. Ones that even with a subject matter that draws me in, I just can't finish. I usually have 3-4 books in process at a time. The most compelling ones I tend to try to devour first. Then I just randomly try and sort through the rest. And without fail typically I can pick right up, recalling instantly my place in the book as if I had just put it down.
Might explain the jumping around. Like for some reason why I want to remember to talk about my socks. My wife picked up some size XL smart wool cycling socks from the REI closeout sale. $4 IIRC. On the package it talks about all temperature comfort. Well. They aren't bad at 28°F but they aren't exactly warm. Not like the Blaze. But they are about 1/8th as thick as the Blaze socks. It got me thinking riding in that most cyclists would say temps below 60°F are cold to ride in. Requiring extra layers, booties and what not. I'm probably one of the few just putting a thin pair of socks in my Sidis and nothing else.
I got some images to put up I guess. Oh and the novelty of bouncing over the icy snow had worn off for my passenger this morning. She's a darn good sport. Good Karma ride, two pedestrians made approving verbal utterings as I rode by, and a car paused and waited for me without need or yield. Good stuff.
Work that Karma.
heddwch
g
CTodd has a nice interview with Christine Vardaros up right now. Go give it a watch.
Yogurt Boy is rolling around Euro-Land like a pig in slop and writing about it.
Litka decided to add some diversity to the local with some videos.
Murat's decided that he's solved his knee issue.
You can buy genuine crappy cowbells for about a dollar at iParty Stores (online seems to be about double or more the price in store). By a couple dozen in a team color, slap some stickers on it - sell em for $5-10 or give em away or both.
The ride in was pretty solid. Just a shade less Ice and snow than yesterday, but it was definitely more ice and bumpier. But Staying seated I was pretty much able to power through it. Loads of woah - i'm riding on sheer ice draggin a trailer. Power power smooooooooth.
Got me thinking yesterday riding through the stuff. Truly the best way to approach hitting ice and what not is to pretend you are on a fixed gear and just never stop pedaling and KEEP the power output ABSOLUTELY smooth. If ya got a powertap that means pedal using the hub sensing cadence and watching the cadence go from 60 to 141 to 80 to 60 to 141 all the time keeping the same pedal speed. Ya see when the hub can't sense your retarded monkey power pedaling I has no freaking clue what your cadence is. Pretty funny, I think. And yes, I spent many hours on the bike duplicating, testing and determining what the hell was happening. An example would be pedal smooth until the cadence starts going all berserk, then without changing gear or speed pedal lumpy squares - boom cadence settles down perfectly - smooth it out - berserk - lumpy - stable. Annoying as all fahking get out. Anyway. That's how ya have to ride through ice. Light in the bars, weight on the rear, smooth and flowing. Very zen like. A challenge, esp with slick 28c tires at 95 psi dragging an 80-90 pound trailer.
Got some images from yesterday morning and last night. Will post em up soon.
Also. Yesterday and then today, I saw the first Brants. Six of them. Unmistakable. Very cool to see our visitors from the Arctic. They are beautiful Birds.
This time of year there are more different species of Birds along the bike path than any other time of year. Mostly ducks and waterfowl of various types. And then of course the damn carpet bombing flying sea rats. I will say though. When they start chattering, it softens me right up. Something about the sound of seagulls chattering that brings me home to a happy place. But, these gulls here on the Bay are super quiet compared to the ones out around Puget Sound. At least that's how I am remembering it right now.
I sat down to read the intro of Maynard's Half-wheel book. I'd forgotten his stint with Winning magazine. I'd forgotten that I subscribed to Winning very soon after they started publishing it and that it was probably there that I'd first read Maynard's writing.
And in retrospect Mike F's writing wasn't a whole heck of a lot different. And then I got more introspective and realized, these cycling writers, those who fictionalize in a way and capture the emotion and spirit of riding are my heros more than the guys who race the bikes. Maynard, O'Grady, Ferrentino, Krabbé and really the compellingly written web logs that abound. These web logs embody the spirit that the trio get paid to write (draw) about. They might be unpolished (or bright and shiny) but they tell a story. Reading about a race can be compelling. But not from a reporters point of view trying to cover everything. Reading about a race written by a competitor, now that's compelling.
And in the words of Krabbé:
Losing the final sprint had been a bitter disappointment, but now that was a blessing - success, especially your own, is not a good subject; failure is.
Reading, writers, books. I am a sucker for a good book. Well written. Maybe not the best crafted book. But often I do find books I just can't get through. Ones that even with a subject matter that draws me in, I just can't finish. I usually have 3-4 books in process at a time. The most compelling ones I tend to try to devour first. Then I just randomly try and sort through the rest. And without fail typically I can pick right up, recalling instantly my place in the book as if I had just put it down.
Might explain the jumping around. Like for some reason why I want to remember to talk about my socks. My wife picked up some size XL smart wool cycling socks from the REI closeout sale. $4 IIRC. On the package it talks about all temperature comfort. Well. They aren't bad at 28°F but they aren't exactly warm. Not like the Blaze. But they are about 1/8th as thick as the Blaze socks. It got me thinking riding in that most cyclists would say temps below 60°F are cold to ride in. Requiring extra layers, booties and what not. I'm probably one of the few just putting a thin pair of socks in my Sidis and nothing else.
I got some images to put up I guess. Oh and the novelty of bouncing over the icy snow had worn off for my passenger this morning. She's a darn good sport. Good Karma ride, two pedestrians made approving verbal utterings as I rode by, and a car paused and waited for me without need or yield. Good stuff.
Work that Karma.
heddwch
g
Monday, February 25, 2008
Dry your eyes mate - part ??
This I clicked on from Maynard's web log (thanks for the link bruce).
Powerful. Took a minute after it was over to really sink in. The boat pointed towards shore, on the bottom of what use to be the water... The love a daughter has for her father can be an amazing bond.
Sigh - the emotions of life. Dads out there - ya know what I'm talking about.
Heddwch
G
Why... why why
Can't they plow the damn path when it snows. It is super crunch and pretty challenging in a few sections. So much so that I was forced to run with the trailer and the bike about 3200 feet (yall do your own conversions - that is how Google maps lists the distance right now). Good thing I had MT shoes with toe spikes. Man, talk about good cross core work out. Running with your bike attached to a loaded trailer.
We pulled off the path at a side street and the little one said "No More Ice?" Fortunately she thought it was pretty cool to crunch through the ice crusted snow. But promptly fell asleep as soon as the ride smoothed out.
New Bars on the P-mount, thanks to a generous friend and a nice sit down in person meeting over coffee at the Market in Warren with Solobreak. Thanks MAN. It also proved that you get two or more people who've been riding, racing and wrenching on bikes for 20+ years each and ya never run out of things to talk about cycling wise. Anyway, got the Syncros stem back on there. And holy crap does my fork have a ton of flex in it. Before, the bar and stem flexed just about as much. But now, bar and stem transmit more force into the fork blades than before. Might be time for a new fork. These aluminum ones (Forks) don't exactly last forever. The Pmount is back to looking 'right' mmm and that black syncros goodness... ahh wicked light.
The room was a huge success. Looks great and the girls are very happy with it.
I wonder what's going on around the word of blog...
hmmm
Till next time
Heddwch
G
We pulled off the path at a side street and the little one said "No More Ice?" Fortunately she thought it was pretty cool to crunch through the ice crusted snow. But promptly fell asleep as soon as the ride smoothed out.
New Bars on the P-mount, thanks to a generous friend and a nice sit down in person meeting over coffee at the Market in Warren with Solobreak. Thanks MAN. It also proved that you get two or more people who've been riding, racing and wrenching on bikes for 20+ years each and ya never run out of things to talk about cycling wise. Anyway, got the Syncros stem back on there. And holy crap does my fork have a ton of flex in it. Before, the bar and stem flexed just about as much. But now, bar and stem transmit more force into the fork blades than before. Might be time for a new fork. These aluminum ones (Forks) don't exactly last forever. The Pmount is back to looking 'right' mmm and that black syncros goodness... ahh wicked light.
The room was a huge success. Looks great and the girls are very happy with it.
I wonder what's going on around the word of blog...
hmmm
Till next time
Heddwch
G
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Oh my knees
Painting baseboard trim kills.
Took me till the very final bit of trim to figure out how to paint the Behr crap with a brush. But by then where I started was ready for a second coat and I rocked that shit.
Behr paint effing BLOWS. Fine for painting with a roller. But the shit is HORRIBLE to paint with a brush. From what I hear the bomb for trim is Benjamin Moore in semi-gloss or gloss.... Did I say it already? Behr sucks.
It is done. Kinda got into the zen of it (painting). Ran out of pod casts mid-day friday. I ended up listening to a late 80s release of Black 47. HOLY SHIT is that depressing. Painting did something. It forced me to really actually listen to the lyrics of some of the stuff. The celtic pod cast i was listening to before Black 47 was also pretty depressing and lemme tell you there is a crop of Amurican "Irish" bands that do a seriously shitty ass job at 'faking' accents.
The slight eff ups on the paint were painfully obvious with the room empty. But with just a few bits of stuff in there and the floor cleared, it is hardly noticeable. A bit of left over to touch up if needed. But lots of time to think.
Managed to read a couple more kms of Krabbe... but usually i just climbed in bed and passed out from exhaustion. In a way I am glad the roads were so crappy, there was no temptation to get out for the Rhode Island Smack Down ride (10am Saturday DePasquale Square). Between shoveling, painting, running up and down the stairs, moving stuff I'm feeling pretty hosed. But considering I'm old and don't do this stuff for a living - I feel positive. I can't kneel, much less touch my knees. But that's okay. I survived and it does look pretty freaking awesome. They will be surprised when they come back.
Oh and I read a few more essays from maynard. I gotta say - they should be REQUIRED reading for cyclists. Loads of common sense kinda stuff, well written.
Now I'm ready for vacation.
Heddwch
G
Took me till the very final bit of trim to figure out how to paint the Behr crap with a brush. But by then where I started was ready for a second coat and I rocked that shit.
Behr paint effing BLOWS. Fine for painting with a roller. But the shit is HORRIBLE to paint with a brush. From what I hear the bomb for trim is Benjamin Moore in semi-gloss or gloss.... Did I say it already? Behr sucks.
It is done. Kinda got into the zen of it (painting). Ran out of pod casts mid-day friday. I ended up listening to a late 80s release of Black 47. HOLY SHIT is that depressing. Painting did something. It forced me to really actually listen to the lyrics of some of the stuff. The celtic pod cast i was listening to before Black 47 was also pretty depressing and lemme tell you there is a crop of Amurican "Irish" bands that do a seriously shitty ass job at 'faking' accents.
The slight eff ups on the paint were painfully obvious with the room empty. But with just a few bits of stuff in there and the floor cleared, it is hardly noticeable. A bit of left over to touch up if needed. But lots of time to think.
Managed to read a couple more kms of Krabbe... but usually i just climbed in bed and passed out from exhaustion. In a way I am glad the roads were so crappy, there was no temptation to get out for the Rhode Island Smack Down ride (10am Saturday DePasquale Square). Between shoveling, painting, running up and down the stairs, moving stuff I'm feeling pretty hosed. But considering I'm old and don't do this stuff for a living - I feel positive. I can't kneel, much less touch my knees. But that's okay. I survived and it does look pretty freaking awesome. They will be surprised when they come back.
Oh and I read a few more essays from maynard. I gotta say - they should be REQUIRED reading for cyclists. Loads of common sense kinda stuff, well written.
Now I'm ready for vacation.
Heddwch
G
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Conflicted
Torn - wanting to stay to hear this lecture in the area tonight:
Writer Michael Pollan will discuss his new best seller, In Defense of Food: An Eater’s Manifesto, in a Feb. 21, 2008, lecture at 6 p.m.
AAAAAAAHHHHHH nuts.
But family is first. Girls room has to be finished. And Sleep will do more good than the lecture (i can always buy the book).
Anyone who even slightly tacitly has read anything I've said about food must grasp the conflict. But, then, do I really need to go hear a version of what I've been saying all along?
I just hope the people who go, actually benefit and learn. It sounds like they are expecting such a huge crowd that the lecture will be simulcast from a second hall once the first one fills up. Crazy.
Ah well. I'm just heading home to paint. Plug myself into the iPod for a couple hours. Eat what ever I have left over (I think I still have one serving of linguini with linguica sausage cream sauce) and paint some more.
I really actually hate painting. Hate it with a passion. Not sure why. I like painting on canvas and stuff but painting a room is like a coloring book - completely void of all imagination and creativity. All that is left to master are the details. The mind numbing painfully obvious details. I ain't bad at it after all these years, I just don't like it. Oh well. Even not liking it, the room won't paint itself and I really don't like the color that it is and neither do the girls, and the ceiling looks freaking awesome all clean and painted - can't wait for the rest of it. I guess there is some suspense and curiosity to see if the color I picked actually looks like I think it will/hope.
I've got a few photos - at the end of the project I might put them together.
Time to ride home and hope that the wind hasn't changed direction or died down since I came in!
heddwch
G
Writer Michael Pollan will discuss his new best seller, In Defense of Food: An Eater’s Manifesto, in a Feb. 21, 2008, lecture at 6 p.m.
AAAAAAAHHHHHH nuts.
But family is first. Girls room has to be finished. And Sleep will do more good than the lecture (i can always buy the book).
Topping the New York Times Bestseller List for hardcover non-fiction, In Defense of Food explores the modern food landscape and its effect on consumer health. Pollan said Americans are increasingly consuming “edible food-like substances” – energy bars, chicken nuggets, drinkable yogurt in portable tubes – that are products not of nature, but the food industry. Pollan argues that in a rush to improve health, Americans have focused too heavily on nutrition, adding vitamins, whole grains, fatty acids and other “healthful” ingredients to food. But after a generation of “nutritionism,” Pollan notes that Americans aren’t any healthier.
Anyone who even slightly tacitly has read anything I've said about food must grasp the conflict. But, then, do I really need to go hear a version of what I've been saying all along?
I just hope the people who go, actually benefit and learn. It sounds like they are expecting such a huge crowd that the lecture will be simulcast from a second hall once the first one fills up. Crazy.
Ah well. I'm just heading home to paint. Plug myself into the iPod for a couple hours. Eat what ever I have left over (I think I still have one serving of linguini with linguica sausage cream sauce) and paint some more.
I really actually hate painting. Hate it with a passion. Not sure why. I like painting on canvas and stuff but painting a room is like a coloring book - completely void of all imagination and creativity. All that is left to master are the details. The mind numbing painfully obvious details. I ain't bad at it after all these years, I just don't like it. Oh well. Even not liking it, the room won't paint itself and I really don't like the color that it is and neither do the girls, and the ceiling looks freaking awesome all clean and painted - can't wait for the rest of it. I guess there is some suspense and curiosity to see if the color I picked actually looks like I think it will/hope.
I've got a few photos - at the end of the project I might put them together.
Time to ride home and hope that the wind hasn't changed direction or died down since I came in!
heddwch
G
I must say I find television very educational. The minute somebody turns it on, I go to the library and read a good book.
Groucho Marx
I'm not quite to Marx's level. But without fail. If the damn thing is on and it is something I don't want to watch - I get way more work done.
Really damn good thing that there are only a handful of channels coming in over the rabbit ears - and half of them are fuzzy. 'cause with cable or dish or fiber stuff, man i would have a hard time resisting the brain numbing content being blindly hurled through the media... Deadliest Catch Marathon? Oh yeah. Me likey (no idea if they had a marathon of the show or not - or if the show is still on the air - but just using it as an example from my fat slothen days living in michigan commuting by car)
Car + TV (in excess) = fat stupid people
(I am sitting drinking coffee because I have realized - all this painting and caulking and cutting and carrying and ya know - work plus the running and the added intensity I've been getting in on the bike plus the being hungry a lot and eating two meals a day -very large ones and a few snacks mixed in - i'm kinda sore - sitting feels good - I think carrying a gallon of paint around the room for a couple hours in one hand and reaching up and painting with a brush over my head for the other - kinda has a few things in my back saying "YOU ARE AN IDIOT" - but I don't care. I'm on a mission to get this room finished!!!!!)
heddwch
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Groucho Marx
I'm not quite to Marx's level. But without fail. If the damn thing is on and it is something I don't want to watch - I get way more work done.
Really damn good thing that there are only a handful of channels coming in over the rabbit ears - and half of them are fuzzy. 'cause with cable or dish or fiber stuff, man i would have a hard time resisting the brain numbing content being blindly hurled through the media... Deadliest Catch Marathon? Oh yeah. Me likey (no idea if they had a marathon of the show or not - or if the show is still on the air - but just using it as an example from my fat slothen days living in michigan commuting by car)
Car + TV (in excess) = fat stupid people
(I am sitting drinking coffee because I have realized - all this painting and caulking and cutting and carrying and ya know - work plus the running and the added intensity I've been getting in on the bike plus the being hungry a lot and eating two meals a day -very large ones and a few snacks mixed in - i'm kinda sore - sitting feels good - I think carrying a gallon of paint around the room for a couple hours in one hand and reaching up and painting with a brush over my head for the other - kinda has a few things in my back saying "YOU ARE AN IDIOT" - but I don't care. I'm on a mission to get this room finished!!!!!)
heddwch
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