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Apr 16

A smattering of pictures

What is a smattering, anyway? The word means “a small amount,” but isn’t that relative? Anyway, here are six — but I didn’t put a lot more here, so comparatively it was a small amount. Anyway.

At a baseball game this weekend I caught a foul ball. As protocol demands, I gave it to a kid.

Baseball fan for life now.

The sky was incredible on Saturday, so I took a few pictures, just to remember it:

Hanging out with Allie, who was enjoying a nice sun bath:

A view from part of my ride today. This is on the time trial route. I love this little roller. You come down from the smallest little right-hand descent and as soon as you bottom out your cockpit is pointed up again. It is fun any time of day, but, in the evening, you hear everything come to life. On one side are crickets and from the other side you hear bullfrogs:

And an odd-looking shadow portrait:


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Apr 16

A pretty Friday

Just another flower showing off the beauty of spring. There seems to be an awful lot of it this year. There’s an awful lot of beauty this year.

Believe it or not that’s just a rose that grows at our house. We don’t even tend to them. It just happens.

Here’s a neat video. I am a fan of all of the Great Big Story projects:

And we are now into the series of events that marks the beginning of the end:

You’re only wrapping up 21 years, half of your life. I hate it.


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Apr 16

Everything in this post is wonderful

Got a 2,500 meter swim in this lane today.

Only took 800 meters to feel “good,” which is a lot, even for me. But this is the second time I’ve been in the #pool in a good long while. After the sluggishness and frustration passed and the breathing and normal muscle sensations returned it was a good swim.

That’s OK, when you didn’t grimace at watching your clock times you can always look up for a bit of inspiration.

You can’t help but pull a little harder. Also, the idea that at least two Olympians or a half-dozen All Americans are around at any given time is a powerful motivator.

I like to write things like, “Owww, my arms hurt for 800 meters” and then find incredible links like this one: A paralyzed man’s brain implant let him move his fingers to play a guitar video game. That guy, one of four people in the study, has found that he can use his hand again for the first time in six years. We live in the future.

Here is a beautiful video I found today. The more videos shot on phones I see, the more I am convinced that it is really the editing, and the excess, that are the keys:


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Apr 16

Allez, Allez

The soft drinks don’t often speak to you, but when they do, you should consider listening:

I like to keep track of roads where I can break the speed limit on my bike. It is a short list. There’s only like six or seven roads in town.

Let’s call it eight after today.

Also, I use one of the popular apps to track all of my rides. In the app there are certain places along any given road which have been selected as courses where you can compete against other people. Today, one such course, I learned I’m three seconds off the pace set by an NFL first rounder, two-time all-SEC, 3rd-team all-American, two-time Super Bowl champ.

He doesn’t know it yet, but we’re about to race.


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Apr 16

Spring has sprung, and video genius

Another beautiful spring weekend. Just can’t get enough of that feeling. Here are some pictures from riding around town on my bicycle:

My shadow-portrait:

This is an uphill sprint:

Seriously, you’ll hit about 30 up that road, into right about here:

Some cool videos I’ve been collecting this weekend:

Speaking of, How to Use Live Video to Bring Your Event to the World.

And, finally. Two guys covered a Guster song. Guster found it and covered the cover, which is typical genius: