I finished the last big lecture in my newly designed course. The course is finished. Now I have to only assign groups, write prompts for the midterm and final, make two other small decisions, and do daily prep throughout the term. So that I might, you know, actually run the course.
That’s the other thing about creating a new class. You’re not done until the final is in sight. But anyway, foundation, framing, walls, roof, shingles and all of that are now in place. Its a class we can live in for three-and-a-half months.
Anyway, I can put that behind me for a while, and focus on the other class. And also tomorrow afternoon’s committee meeting.
I forgot to add this poor quality video to yesterday’s post. The video isn’t great, but DailyMotion makes it worse. (I need a better video hosting option.) Anyway, these deer were out in this big field that’s sandwiched between a state highway and this little side street I took. They ran along side me for much of the thing, which was charming. Eventually I thought, I should pull out my phone and that was just before the deer thought, “We should turn left!” They didn’t come close to me, of course, they were trying to get away from me. But here’s me shooting a video and getting a firm grip on the front brake at the same time.
I had an even better encounter on today’s ride. Though I might have messed up her stride.
I did the thing today where I had a slight idea of the route I wanted to take, but then I changed it all up, mid-ride. This is maybe my second favorite kind of ride. The only thing better than spontaneity over known roads is deliberately setting out to find new and unknown roads. But, anyway, I went to town, doubled back through some heavy sprint zones and then turned left at one of the crossroads that also has a name that also ends in town. In about six pedal strokes I was outside of that town, and pretty soon saw two cyclists ahead of me. Or was it one? No, two. Maybe actually just the one. Nope, two. Definitely two. That’s what a couple of hills and blurry glasses will do to things way down the road.
I caught them on the second hill, a man and a woman. Both riding with blinkies and brightly colored shirts. The guy looked perfectly comfortable, like he was just riding alongside his companion, and she was having a little tougher time of it. I called out to them as I pulled alongside. The usual stuff. Great day for a ride! Except for this hill, right? Well, gotta go, have a safe one!
Then I pushed on, and they did not follow. I took a right, and the road opened for another big high-intensity push, and this view.
So I’m cruising along at 22 miles per hour and trying to remember if I remember this road. There are two — or is it four? — roads that cut across in this area and some of this looks familiar, but maybe I missed the landmarks I’m thinking of because I had my head down, or I was hypoxic.
Anyway, the road ended as expected, I turned to the right, as planned, and then set off on a three-hour adventure to the red light that was up ahead, visible for the duration, and still three, make that six hours away. Took forever. So much for those two big sprinty roads I’d just enjoyed.
Basically I’m doing parts of other routes in reverse, so all of the sensations are backward. What should be a slight descent to a riverbed is now the most interminable false flat road engineers have ever devised. And then this red light, which never changes. And then some more time with my nose in the wind. And so on.
The advantages of being in the wind is that you go slow. And also, it is demoralizing. But, occasionally, you see something that’s fallen off a car or truck or tractor, which means you might stop, or turn around and investigate. And today’s roadside find is curious, and maybe useful?
What even is that hook? It is sort of like an U-hook, but not. Sort of like a closed face, but not. You can see how it might have fallen off a truck bed. I don’t know what it can be used for, but fortunately I have an entire shelf in the garage dedicated to “Tie downs and other stuff I don’t know what it can be used for.”
Most of that shelf is bungee straps. You find a lot of bungee straps on the side of the road.
