Sunday Morning. I’ve had a lot of coffee and I’m gonna start training next
I am not the most scientific athlete. I don’t have a PowerTap, no bike computer, no watch, no calendar. I’m tired of not riding my bike, so I think I might start for real this morning.
The other day, I was riding on River, descending down this little rise, among traffic, and my orthepedic saint, aka Joel Thompson, appears in his car to my right getting ready to turn onto Swan. I reach out and shake his hand and we roll down together. There are maybe seven people I trust enough to do this: him, Rubelt, Ina, Karl H, Bega, Sheebie, and maybe Hartley. I remembered that I like my Cannondale. A lot. It just made me laugh. And feel really good. And for some reason, it made me think about the World Cups in Australia.
I’m tired of partying. I’m tired of working on my house. I think I’m gonna train. It’s time, right? Shoot, I can’t tell cuz it still feels like June here.
I wrote a bit on Tucson on www.thebikegame.com. You’ll be packing your bags before you know.
Speaking of, I have a problem that I try to beat down: I can’t be a proper, in one place, grown-up. I try. I really really try. I’ve been in one place for a little bit now and I want out. I bought this house thinking I could do it, ya know, be steady and HOME. Home is only good when I go and come back. Or want heaps of sleep (I have a great sleeping house). What is wrong with me? I want to land. I just can’t. It’s like when you get hungry then get bitchy and irritable without knowing what is going on. When I don’t have a bag packed, I get itchy, then bitchy if I don’t get. Reminds me a lot of fasting. What the heck has become of me? Why is it so hard to sit still?
I’m driving to Flag to Reno to San Fran starting Tuesday.
But first, I’m putting in some base miles.
Wanna hear something kind of embarassing? I LOVE that album, Stadium Arcadium, Red Hot Chili Peppers.
Over and out,
BB
October 31st, 2006 at 10:34 am
How come you are coming to SF? I would love to have a friend like you here. I don’t think you know me though.