Not sure what happened to me this week, but I was off my game on multiple fronts. Usually, when that happens, a walk in the woods with my camera does wonders to get my mojo going. Or at least my jo. Sadly, this week offered up a variety of fails.
Archive | 2019
It’s Complicated
Most of the past week was spent in the gym lifting heavy things for no reason, in the dentist chair having my mouth torn apart, or in various doctor’s offices having my brain shrunk or now mended ankle looked at.
Still Falling
Sort of picking things up where they left off when I last posted. Meaning, not much has changed. Fall keeps falling, and I still fail to ride anything other than a stationary bike at the gym before lifting heavy things for no reason.
Yin Yang
This post is sort of two posts in one when, in reality, it should probably be one quickly forgotten post.
I highlighted some of the shots from my recent rainy trek around the Sylvan Solace preserve in the last post, and here I am showing them again. I be like that.
Can’t Get It Up
My sprained ankle is all but healed, and I can walk and climb stairs normally again. Riding my bike is no problem. Except that riding my bike is a problem.
Poor Planning Ends Well
A 30-mile dirt road ride with roughly 5 feet of elevation gain should not be a big deal. And it’s NOT. Unless you’re a fat moron, recovering from an ankle sprain, who has been on his bike exactly 3(?) times in the past four weeks and waited until the hottest and windiest time of the day to ride his bike.
But, that’s what happened; c’est la vie.
Feeling Comfortable
The past summer has been rough for a multitude of reasons. Most of that painful miserableness has been documented here in recent posts. So, let’s move on, finally.
Limp Stomps
Time in the saddle has been nearly non-existent over the past month or so. Shit weather, some hours in the bike shop, family schedules, soccer matches, appointments, and an ongoing sprain in my foot has me spending way more time in the gym lifting heavy things for no reason rather than outside on my bike.
Looking Back To Get Ahead
My life, am I right?
When I Last Posted
The more things fail to change; the more things stay the same.