weekend


26
Oct 15

James Bros Bikes Breast Cancer Awareness ride

Thirty miles in pink jerseys. Mine came direct from Poland. This event was hosted by our local bike shop and started and ended at the state park near home. So naturally we were going to ride. Here’s Ren before the start:

Ren

The course took us over a lot of familiar roads. That’s one of the things that happens when you’re riding a local event. It also took us on a few roads we don’t ride enough. That’s also one of the things that happens when you’re riding a local event.

Ren

Striking a pose:

Ren

Not to worry. That’s on a long, straight flat road with high quality asphalt that we ride all of the time. Excellent sight lines and no one was coming either direction. Also, she’s a graceful artist.

Here we are posing after the ride. Lot of fun with some familiar faces and around some great roads and scenery for such a fine cause.

Us

At the end I rode up the big hill in the park and then we pedaled home. It was a fine ride.


6
Sep 15

Light up the coals

We grilled. I invited you online. (No, you; not you.) Unfortunately you could not make it. This might have been my fault as the invite was sort of a last-minute thing.

grill

Probably for the best. Those burgers were delicious. The Yankee put some crazy new seasoning in them. I think she called it pep … pep-per … or something like that. I didn’t really want to share.

Hope you’re having a lovely Labor Day weekend.


5
Sep 15

Running five on the fifth

There was a concern in my mind, as I contemplated every American metaphor for a road, that I might eventually come to enjoy running. I’ll never be good at it. I might one day be comfortable doing it, though. And that made me uncomfortable. I know how this works. If I come to like it, I’ll want to do more of it. More running.

I realized this about four miles into a five mile run that didn’t hurt at all. I never seemed especially out of breath. It didn’t seem strenuous.

road

Not sure what metaphor goes with that, though.

I also decided there’s going to be less stuff here on weekends. We’ll all try to maintain our composure, I’m sure.


30
Aug 15

Just so you know

She wanted me to remind everyone that Catember is coming up soon. We wouldn’t want it to escape your notice that she’s going to be famous on the Internet soon. This is a very big deal.

The roads I pedaled up today were my favorite kind, a little curvy:

A nice 30 mile route today. I climber 1,303 feet today. That’s nothing, but you have to work hard to find a lot of big hills to climb around the house. And, really, I didn’t want to work that hard today.


29
Aug 15

I’d aimed for more, actually

Make fun of your writing before other people do.

The Yankee took a big swim this morning, 2.4 miles down the Chattahoochee. I’d swim that far if I had to. Escaping from the law or swimming to shore after a boating accident, but here’s the real fish:

Since she was swimming downstream I figured I would run upstream and then downstream and then back upstream to get in a nice long workout. Here are a few of the scenes:

She told me how long it would take, but then she cut 20 minutes off of her projection. Meanwhile, I was having a lousy run, so I missed her finish. Getting lightheaded midway through is no fun. I think my nutrition is off. Anyway, she finished third and got a prize:

And because she’s fierce, she ran back upstream with me. I finished with 6.5 miles, but no prize. So we had breakfast.

I had two breakfasts, in fact. Hey, I’d run a lot. That spicy pineapple marmalade was good, but the gravy biscuit at Plucked Up Chicken & Biscuits in Columbus is the best gravy biscuit I’ve ever had.

You’ll forgive me, then, if I didn’t do much with the rest of my day.