Our friends Beaner and Mrs Beaner snagged some video at Interbike.
Well I'll be...
Monday, September 29, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
On having a 4 year old
He's almost five, but whatever.
His school is .5 mile down the road from us, so we generally walk to and from school.
While walking back today, holding hands, he keeps running and jumping every few steps, saying, "Got you!"
It was keeping us moving along, and I needed to get back to work, so I didn't think anything of it.
As we got close to the house, I realized what he was doing. He was jumping on my shadow. But then I made him cry when I ate his shadow.
*the last part was fiction. no actual shadows were hurt during this story.
His school is .5 mile down the road from us, so we generally walk to and from school.
While walking back today, holding hands, he keeps running and jumping every few steps, saying, "Got you!"
It was keeping us moving along, and I needed to get back to work, so I didn't think anything of it.
As we got close to the house, I realized what he was doing. He was jumping on my shadow. But then I made him cry when I ate his shadow.
*the last part was fiction. no actual shadows were hurt during this story.
Monday, September 22, 2008
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Wooombpf 3 years ago today
Noah and I rode by the spot where I was surprised by the sudden closeness of the glove compartment of a certain Camry.
It some ways it seems like it only happened a short time ago, but in others it seems like was a lot longer that 3 years ago. I go by the spot a few times per month, but I don't intentionally avoid it or anything like that.
When I think about it, I can recall the second or so of impact, the going over the car, and then coming to. The most vivid memories are of those next few moments of waking up, everything spinning, and thinking, "ok, this is what dead feels like".
I don't mean to be melodramatic, but that's what I thought right then. Couldn't feel anything, didn't really have my bearings, couldn't hear anything...then the inventory started, and I was not dead.
Today, I brought the camera so we could take a picture of the spot. It's raining some, but not entirely unpleasant. While there, I got kind of queasy and sat down. That's when Noah took a picture. I thought about the friends who came by and the messages I received afterwards. I thought about how difficult it has been to get back on top of riding and racing since then. But where I went weak today was thinking about just how many people don't ever wake up, get up, or much less ride again after being hit.
Keep riding. Enjoy every ride. And take care.
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
We need do something while Mr. Buckles can still see it.
When Nationals were in Pennsylvania a couple of years ago, Noah, Granddaddy and I made our way home by taking a detour through Washington DC. It was a nice trip with the elder men of our family making something of vacation together.
We mostly visited the memorials there as we could only spend a day, but what struck me was how poorly some (most) of these memorials were maintained. The lawns and parks were overgrown, the trash cans were overflowing (at least people were using them) which meant there was plenty of trash on the ground in all other places.
While I appreciated the memorials there, and we took them in and read the words deliberately if not solemnly, I couldn't help but be dissapointed. For better or worse, I'm apolitical, but that doesn't mean that there is a lack of pride. I expected more.
We made what really only amounts to a token effort, but we picked up some trash around these places with a thought that even one plastic bottle less is better than when we got here.
As an emotional sort, I can get choked up in a good way pretty easily. Where I lost it on this trip was the WWI memorial, though. as far as I know, there isn't a WWI memorial in DC. This one is for those who were from the District of Columbia. Anyway, it made me mad that it was in such disrepair. I wanted to complain to someone. I was willing to scrub with a brush or work with tools or do whatever needed to be done, but when you turn to look around, the grounds, the other memorials...just the wear and tear of everything is plainly evident.
Just read a thing on CNN about Frank Buckles, the last US surviving WWI veteran.
It is worth the read, so please skip on over there.
Thinking about my Grandpa E.P.
We mostly visited the memorials there as we could only spend a day, but what struck me was how poorly some (most) of these memorials were maintained. The lawns and parks were overgrown, the trash cans were overflowing (at least people were using them) which meant there was plenty of trash on the ground in all other places.
While I appreciated the memorials there, and we took them in and read the words deliberately if not solemnly, I couldn't help but be dissapointed. For better or worse, I'm apolitical, but that doesn't mean that there is a lack of pride. I expected more.
We made what really only amounts to a token effort, but we picked up some trash around these places with a thought that even one plastic bottle less is better than when we got here.
As an emotional sort, I can get choked up in a good way pretty easily. Where I lost it on this trip was the WWI memorial, though. as far as I know, there isn't a WWI memorial in DC. This one is for those who were from the District of Columbia. Anyway, it made me mad that it was in such disrepair. I wanted to complain to someone. I was willing to scrub with a brush or work with tools or do whatever needed to be done, but when you turn to look around, the grounds, the other memorials...just the wear and tear of everything is plainly evident.
Just read a thing on CNN about Frank Buckles, the last US surviving WWI veteran.
It is worth the read, so please skip on over there.
Thinking about my Grandpa E.P.
Sunday, September 07, 2008
Look, Mom! I'm on TV!
Ok, this whole thing isn't about me, but if you watch closely, you can see Noah riding around a bit.
When he asked Ivan, "Do you want to race?" Ivan says, "He's gonna race me."
Ivan starts out with his hands on the tops (easy cruising). Then the next cut away he's on the hoods (cruising). The next cut away he's in the drops (business).
No, I don't really think Noah can beat Ivan Dominguez. I just thought it was funny.
Nobody is making you watch this.
And very seriously, a huge thank you to Noah's teammates: Austin, Royce, Hunter and Imari. We didn't want it set up that Noah rode by himself, but y'all still helped make this thing happen. It was a very early morning to get started on a very busy day as we moved hotels, during a very stressful time--Nationals. I'm proud of all of our boys, and I'm already looking forward to working on the team pursuit for next year.
When he asked Ivan, "Do you want to race?" Ivan says, "He's gonna race me."
Ivan starts out with his hands on the tops (easy cruising). Then the next cut away he's on the hoods (cruising). The next cut away he's in the drops (business).
No, I don't really think Noah can beat Ivan Dominguez. I just thought it was funny.
Nobody is making you watch this.
And very seriously, a huge thank you to Noah's teammates: Austin, Royce, Hunter and Imari. We didn't want it set up that Noah rode by himself, but y'all still helped make this thing happen. It was a very early morning to get started on a very busy day as we moved hotels, during a very stressful time--Nationals. I'm proud of all of our boys, and I'm already looking forward to working on the team pursuit for next year.
Thursday, September 04, 2008
Buon Compleanno
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