As of this writing, I am dangerously close to being caught up. This is a sentence I haven’t been able to say since late September or early October. Yesterday and today I did a bit of class prep. Today I graded. This evening I built slide decks for tomorrow. I even got one of my inboxes under control.
I dislike the weight of being behind. I thought of putting about 400 words into that, but everyone knows the feeling, and everyone registers it differently. Besides, that’d just slow me down. What I’ll do is enjoy this feeling for a day, maybe 36 hours. And then I’ll be behind again.
Also, I have a document to write about a future class, start building that class, this, and some things to read for tomorrow.
Since I’ve been on a roll, at least some of that gets done tonight.
Let’s look at the last few days in photographs, shall we?
What is it to go up a road? Or are you going down a road? And what distinguishes between the two? For instance, was I going up or down this road on Saturday?
I had timed up my ride to get out and about and back in time for football. From that spot I was about 13 or 14 miles from home. And I almost made it back for kickoff. Didn’t miss much, but there’s something to be said for knowing how slow you are, so you can set up and pace your whole day around a ride. Also, it was beautiful. Just gorgeous. Shorts and short sleeves and it will be much too long before I get another ride like that.
This is a park I ride by pretty regularly. There are a couple of baseball and softball fields back there, a few soccer fields, too. I’ve never seen it this empty, and on what might be the last perfect fall Saturday of the season.
Great job, everyone!
I had a great shadow selfie. I must have been headed east at the time.
And here I am riding south, with the sun over my right shoulder.
Sometimes these roadside trees look like sculptures. Also, I didn’t notice it at the time, but there’s a bird flying through the background. Sometimes art is serendipitous.
At all times, my photos are pretending to be artistic.
I went for a run. OK, it was a short run. It was a nice foggy midnight run.
It was 5:50 p.m.
And this evening, we had a lovely sunset. I enjoyed it for about 20 seconds.
Because, of course, there are things to do.
