Bicycles own my life. I know that. My friends know that. Everyone knows that.
I view the world from a bicycle saddle, another actor on the stage that is human consciousness.
Many things have come and gone during my life, but my love for bicycles has not.
I still identify as a bicycle rider before almost anything else and those beautifully utilitarian two-wheeled machines will always be a part of my life.
But why pool, too?
The other night I had a rather enlightening experience.
One that was quite needed. Continue reading
Wow, so I haven’t posted in awhile.
Life sometimes gets in the way.
I hope that people are enjoying the beautiful weather that has been intermittently gracing Seattle. Or wherever you happen to find yourselves. . .
I’ve been trying to get out in the saddle as much as possible. Bought a Felt from my roomie and have been enjoying riding a light and stiff bike for a change. I’ve been rolling on steel since moving up here over two years ago! Hard to believe. . .
Umm. . .
What else. . .
Work is crazy busy.
Life is beautiful, though