Tuesday, August 10, 2010

The only way this day could have ended

It has been a heck of a day. Seriously. Just nonsensically insane. Monstrous ups and downs.

So to unwind, I hopped on my dad's ancient bike that he gave me. I mean it, this thing's old. He told me he rode it when he was in college. And I've now grown up and finished college. Over two years ago.

Surprisingly, other than needing a little work here and there, the bike's in pretty good condition.

After two laps in the fading sunlight around my little school's campus (the school where I now work, which, incidentally, is also my alma mater), I felt much better. Sweaty and dusty, with bike grease on my leg, but better.

I said hi to the nice lady leaving the tennis center. I saw a bunny. I scared a flock of birds, twice. I rode and gazed up at the mountains. I passed another guy on a bike who said, "Beautiful night for a ride, isn't it?"

It completely is.

I want to have babies with this night.

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Saturday morning musings

Holy monkey pox, you guys, this has been a long week. It was totally kicking my butt! A lot of it had to do with the 7,000 foot change in elevation, and the rest was probably all the madness of starting a new job. It is muchly madness, indeed.

But I really do have every intention of keeping this blog at least sort of somewhat on track. I don't want to let down the four of you that have read it, and dare I say, come back for more. I live to dream.

So what am I a rabid fan of on this fine Saturday morning in the mountains? I dunno. Like I said it was a long week. A good week, but long. At least I managed to sleep in a little this morning. Lately I've been doing that thing on the weekends where my body is used to waking up at six to go to work, so it thinks there's no way I'd ever want to sleep past seven or so. Today I at least made it to eight or so. Is that sad? That eight in the morning qualifies as sleeping late?

At least I get some quiet time to myself while the Boy Creature sleeps much later. He has never suffered from the early morning affliction as I have.

So I guess here's to quiet mornings, and a peaceful bowl of Lucky Charms.