Friday, January 27, 2006
Friday, January 20, 2006
ahh, the bike commute
warning: this is a typical "journal" style blog, nothing really interesting will follow...
I rode to work today for only the 2nd time since ski season began in early December.
Not that I've been totally slacking,
been off for holidays and in Vermont a lot of that time,
been trail running on the way to work other times,
and have done plenty of general "leg work" to get in shape for skiing and running,
which I'd think would help for biking too.
so, why did those little bumps seem like big mountains.....
the reason I biked today is that all the other factors just worked out, not because of the tragically nice weather,
early in my ride, I was passed by a familiar pair of trucks,
for years, the concrete company's trucks pass me on Compton Rd. almost every time I ride,
there are usually 6 guys in each, crammed into their extended cabs,
for some reason, I feel comfortable knowing they're behind me,
I feel confident that they aren't going to hit me or yell at me,
maybe it's because they see me all the time and possibly expect me,
maybe it's the extra eyes to help warn the driver if he dabs for a second,
when they're behind me, I know that no other vehicle will be able to hit me,
when they pass by me, I smile and nod their way,
and then I get nervous again.
I rode to work today for only the 2nd time since ski season began in early December.
Not that I've been totally slacking,
been off for holidays and in Vermont a lot of that time,
been trail running on the way to work other times,
and have done plenty of general "leg work" to get in shape for skiing and running,
which I'd think would help for biking too.
so, why did those little bumps seem like big mountains.....
the reason I biked today is that all the other factors just worked out, not because of the tragically nice weather,
early in my ride, I was passed by a familiar pair of trucks,
for years, the concrete company's trucks pass me on Compton Rd. almost every time I ride,
there are usually 6 guys in each, crammed into their extended cabs,
for some reason, I feel comfortable knowing they're behind me,
I feel confident that they aren't going to hit me or yell at me,
maybe it's because they see me all the time and possibly expect me,
maybe it's the extra eyes to help warn the driver if he dabs for a second,
when they're behind me, I know that no other vehicle will be able to hit me,
when they pass by me, I smile and nod their way,
and then I get nervous again.
tragically nice weather
the temps today will be close to 60 degrees,
I think this is a tragedy.
it's mid-January,
the ground should be frozen,
if the ground would stay frozen for Dec, Jan, & Feb., we could all mtn bike on any local trails we want without doing any damage that we have to waste time repairing in Spring.
if the ground would stay frozen, White Grass and the lift-served ski areas could thrive,
since I've been keeping track of weather for work and play,
18 of our last 24 months have been warmer than the 30-year average,
I'm now hoping for a month and a half of solid winter for Feb-Mar.
why is this happening?
will Oliver be able to ski in the lower-48 when he's my age?
many scientists are wondering about that....
I think this is a tragedy.
it's mid-January,
the ground should be frozen,
if the ground would stay frozen for Dec, Jan, & Feb., we could all mtn bike on any local trails we want without doing any damage that we have to waste time repairing in Spring.
if the ground would stay frozen, White Grass and the lift-served ski areas could thrive,
since I've been keeping track of weather for work and play,
18 of our last 24 months have been warmer than the 30-year average,
I'm now hoping for a month and a half of solid winter for Feb-Mar.
why is this happening?
will Oliver be able to ski in the lower-48 when he's my age?
many scientists are wondering about that....
Sunday, January 15, 2006
Vermont
Wow, been a long while since a post here.
I wish I could say we've been here that whole time.
the top of Vermont, Mt. Mansfield in Stowe
our 100 year-old house in the village
I wish I could say we've been here that whole time.
the top of Vermont, Mt. Mansfield in Stowe
our 100 year-old house in the village
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