Life On Two Wheels

Along the river and toward the mountains a morning shadow shimmers across the road. The rays of the first light jet through the trees and across a figure gliding upon the road. His breath trails in short spurts, petrified as it hits the icy air. All is quiet except the slight sound of the athlete as he summons himself for yet another days work. Soon the rest of the world will bustle with life as well and the brief simplicity of cyclist and nature will disappear into the everyday struggle of life in full motion; the errands and intervals, the appointments and intersections, and the deadlines and finish lines OutPaceTheRace

Wednesday, October 03, 2007

Kung Fu in Spanish

Bellevue, WA
Tuesday, October 02, 2007

The season’s over, it’s been a long time coming and I’m nowhere near as ready for it as I’d imagined I’d be. For some reason I feel like I should just keep going… but I’ve stopped. I got a membership at a new gym with a much better feel; it’s sort of like a country club I suppose, although I wouldn’t be the authority on matters of such. I went there today and checked it all out, swam a couple laps (narrowly evaded drowning), climbed the wall, played some tennis, signed up for a kung fu class (external), etc., etc., etc. Oh, & I’m also taking Spanish 101, so that should be good fun. I’ve been stumbling around in Spain for the better part of two years and the only thing I know how to do is ask for more pasta, coffee &… so maybe if I know some basics I can actually catch on. Maybe not. We’ll see, si?