Something I brought back from Chile..
Everyone has their own plate in life, and it's yours to do whatever you want with it. Nobody can take that away.
Thought that was cool.
-from Manuel
Monday, March 31, 2008
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Why do old ladies perm their hair?
So today my friend Karen and I went on a little adventure. But, we've pondered this question. Wondering if when we're old and gray (well, gray with a blue hint) will we be calling each other up to go to our weekly beauty appointments to perfect our curls?
I don't believe this will ever be the case for me. I shall resist - no matter how frail my hair is. Surely curling it won't help.
Karen, however is a lost cause as her hair is curly already. Although she is working to grow it long as I (apparently) told her STARTING OUT with short-n-curly hair would just be bad.
Fitting enough, Karen was on her way to Boulder for a hair appt - by people who know how to perfect those curls. (this is me joking a little)
I heard the opportunity to play in Boulder - with Karen - and so our adventure was set.
Our plan was to head down, she gets beautified, I check out REI - and see if they have the crampons I've been interested in, and then we meet back up and run.
Karen and I like motivating each other.
Well, I've been trying to make progress at home, and working towards school. It's easy for me to jump onto physical activities and adventures. Sticking to my guns and plans and being dedicated to career progress, etc takes more discipline.
Well, I woke up this morning (early), my mind racing with progress I want to make, feeling I really should finish my home projects and school research and bypass playing in Boulder.
Dropped the Mazda off for repairs - biked home. Felt nice. Happy the Mazda is soon to be back to life!
Called Karen to say I thought I'd better stay home, but would still run. Could hear her voice sink.
Immediately got off the phone and thought "what did I just do?" We weren't planning to leave till noon. Plenty of time to make progress at home. My options. Be at home - alone - working on projects. OR, work on stuff in the morning, head out for a playday adventure. And still have time in the evening to make progress. Option #2 it was.
We had a great day and it was well worth it. We ran up to the Mallory cave near NCAR and got to help an older (but spunky) lady get up there - it's a rock scramble and many younger people were balking. The woman was so excited when she got back down and exhilarated, Karen and I both thought she'd go sign up for a triathlon or some other crazy adventure when she got home. She was so pumped, I thought she might beat us back down the trail, running on adrenaline.
So, we had a fun day. Responsibilities are still there, but play is important. And I think Karen and I are gonna still be egging each other on when we're old `n gray. Now it's just a question of curls...
I don't believe this will ever be the case for me. I shall resist - no matter how frail my hair is. Surely curling it won't help.
Karen, however is a lost cause as her hair is curly already. Although she is working to grow it long as I (apparently) told her STARTING OUT with short-n-curly hair would just be bad.
Fitting enough, Karen was on her way to Boulder for a hair appt - by people who know how to perfect those curls. (this is me joking a little)
I heard the opportunity to play in Boulder - with Karen - and so our adventure was set.
Our plan was to head down, she gets beautified, I check out REI - and see if they have the crampons I've been interested in, and then we meet back up and run.
Karen and I like motivating each other.
Well, I've been trying to make progress at home, and working towards school. It's easy for me to jump onto physical activities and adventures. Sticking to my guns and plans and being dedicated to career progress, etc takes more discipline.
Well, I woke up this morning (early), my mind racing with progress I want to make, feeling I really should finish my home projects and school research and bypass playing in Boulder.
Dropped the Mazda off for repairs - biked home. Felt nice. Happy the Mazda is soon to be back to life!
Called Karen to say I thought I'd better stay home, but would still run. Could hear her voice sink.
Immediately got off the phone and thought "what did I just do?" We weren't planning to leave till noon. Plenty of time to make progress at home. My options. Be at home - alone - working on projects. OR, work on stuff in the morning, head out for a playday adventure. And still have time in the evening to make progress. Option #2 it was.
We had a great day and it was well worth it. We ran up to the Mallory cave near NCAR and got to help an older (but spunky) lady get up there - it's a rock scramble and many younger people were balking. The woman was so excited when she got back down and exhilarated, Karen and I both thought she'd go sign up for a triathlon or some other crazy adventure when she got home. She was so pumped, I thought she might beat us back down the trail, running on adrenaline.
So, we had a fun day. Responsibilities are still there, but play is important. And I think Karen and I are gonna still be egging each other on when we're old `n gray. Now it's just a question of curls...
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Moab May 7-11!
It's that time of year again, and Moab is calling! :) Really looking forward to it. Heading out May 7, returning May 11. I love camping out there (and biking), and this year it's a big crew. Contemplating desserts and salsa!
If anyone is interested in joining, let me know. The more the merrier :)
If anyone is interested in joining, let me know. The more the merrier :)
Progress at home
A little update from home. Today was day 6 (I think) of shed and fence work, and almost completed taking down the privacy fence. Shed work I completed over the weekend. Yeah! Had to get up my nerve to take out the circular saw to cut the roof into smaller pieces I could move (with roofing material, supports, and plywood, it was heavy). Circular saws really scare me. I always fear I'm going to hit something and it's going to kick back and get out of control and something bad happening. But all went well. The shed was a messy, huge job, but I'm super glad it's gone.
Today dismantled the other 1/2 of the privacy fence, taking down all boards (and removing nails for moving) and cross supports. Now just have posts to pull and a big (2nd) trip to the dump. Everything is already loaded into the trailer - one of the great, multi-use benefits of horse trailers.
The cool part is with the fence down things look much more open, which I like.
My house isn't clean, but made good progress outside. Pups got to help.
Feeling - a little tired.
Today dismantled the other 1/2 of the privacy fence, taking down all boards (and removing nails for moving) and cross supports. Now just have posts to pull and a big (2nd) trip to the dump. Everything is already loaded into the trailer - one of the great, multi-use benefits of horse trailers.
The cool part is with the fence down things look much more open, which I like.
My house isn't clean, but made good progress outside. Pups got to help.
Feeling - a little tired.
Friday, March 21, 2008
Little Digger
One more story/tidbit - have a crash story from this week - a good one.
Enjoying the daylight after work, and warm weather after our little snow. Feeling good Tuesday, decided to do a quick little ride up at the Backbone. Coming down from the mesa, thinking about organizing group rides, happy I was making good progress over the rocks. Starting thinking about a guy at work who'd recently crashed badly on his road bike (he's OK) - thought about sending him a funny little message saying mtn biking is SO much safer!
Well, 2 seconds after that, I hit a rock wrong - on an easy section and it knocked me off balance and to the right. Went to put my foot down but happened to be riding beside a 2ft drop followed by a steep embankment. No foot spot. Flipped upside down and landed ~10ft down onto rocks and then rolled. I stopped and pretty quickly started feeling nauseous from the impact. I just laid there for 10-15 minutes, weakly saying "help" a couple times. Mostly to make me feel better. Pretty sure nobody was out still. There were only a couple cars at the lot when I started. Pretty sure I hadn't broken anything. Took my watch off b/c I was afraid my right wrist might start swelling, and I wasn't sure if I'd pass out. Thinking it woulda been nice if I'd grabbed my cell phone. Thought I was hearing air come out of my tires - wondering how in the heck I'd pump them back up, but it was just my head making sounds.
Eventually my body started feeling better. Got up. Things seemed ok. Knowing I'd be sore. Bike was upside down but intact. Actually rode my bike back down w/o too much difficulty. Had planned to go to the grocery store after riding, so did that.
By the time I was done shopping, pretty much had no use of my right arm or hand. Smacked the tendon or ligament on my right arm so hard, couldn't bend it very far. Thumb couldn't move either - hurt too much. Had to turn the ignition with my left hand and also use it to operate the stick shift driving home. Get home and it took a while to do critters and put groceries away. Couldn't get out of my clothes. Decided I really LIKED wearing what I was wearing :)
Called mom for a little sympathy :) Now I'm better matched to her - she recently fell off a horse injuring her thumb. And my boss, who just came out of knee surgery after hitting a tree skiing - with me (although we weren't actually together at the time). I think I'm actually in better shape than both. Have some nice color on my hand. Fingers on my other hand are also a little sore. And knee and arm and back where I rolled and hit rocks, but the rolling part really saved me.
Thinking it would be smart to start carrying a cell phone and/or telling someone where I'm riding if I go alone. But all is well. That's my story! Hopefully I won't have too many more of those.
Enjoying the daylight after work, and warm weather after our little snow. Feeling good Tuesday, decided to do a quick little ride up at the Backbone. Coming down from the mesa, thinking about organizing group rides, happy I was making good progress over the rocks. Starting thinking about a guy at work who'd recently crashed badly on his road bike (he's OK) - thought about sending him a funny little message saying mtn biking is SO much safer!
Well, 2 seconds after that, I hit a rock wrong - on an easy section and it knocked me off balance and to the right. Went to put my foot down but happened to be riding beside a 2ft drop followed by a steep embankment. No foot spot. Flipped upside down and landed ~10ft down onto rocks and then rolled. I stopped and pretty quickly started feeling nauseous from the impact. I just laid there for 10-15 minutes, weakly saying "help" a couple times. Mostly to make me feel better. Pretty sure nobody was out still. There were only a couple cars at the lot when I started. Pretty sure I hadn't broken anything. Took my watch off b/c I was afraid my right wrist might start swelling, and I wasn't sure if I'd pass out. Thinking it woulda been nice if I'd grabbed my cell phone. Thought I was hearing air come out of my tires - wondering how in the heck I'd pump them back up, but it was just my head making sounds.
Eventually my body started feeling better. Got up. Things seemed ok. Knowing I'd be sore. Bike was upside down but intact. Actually rode my bike back down w/o too much difficulty. Had planned to go to the grocery store after riding, so did that.
By the time I was done shopping, pretty much had no use of my right arm or hand. Smacked the tendon or ligament on my right arm so hard, couldn't bend it very far. Thumb couldn't move either - hurt too much. Had to turn the ignition with my left hand and also use it to operate the stick shift driving home. Get home and it took a while to do critters and put groceries away. Couldn't get out of my clothes. Decided I really LIKED wearing what I was wearing :)
Called mom for a little sympathy :) Now I'm better matched to her - she recently fell off a horse injuring her thumb. And my boss, who just came out of knee surgery after hitting a tree skiing - with me (although we weren't actually together at the time). I think I'm actually in better shape than both. Have some nice color on my hand. Fingers on my other hand are also a little sore. And knee and arm and back where I rolled and hit rocks, but the rolling part really saved me.
Thinking it would be smart to start carrying a cell phone and/or telling someone where I'm riding if I go alone. But all is well. That's my story! Hopefully I won't have too many more of those.
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