Last month Meg and I decided to take a last-minute trip to San Francisco. We bought our plane tickets and reserved a hotel online on Friday night, and Saturday morning we were on our flight there. We didn’t have much time to plan what we wanted to do in our two days there, so we probably didn’t use our time as efficiently as we could have. But we did ride a trolley, visit Fishermen’s Wharf, watch sea lions fight for dock space, take a walk on Golden Gate bridge and visit Chinatown and Japantown. It was a pretty fun weekend.
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It’s been awhile since I posted anything, so I have a little catching up to do. A little more than a month ago Meg and I went to the UW-BYU football game to cheer for our respective alma maters. Both teams played really badly, which actually made the game much more exciting than it should have been. It’s hard to believe that since that game, BYU has been undefeated and UW hasn’t won a single game.
I’ve had some bad luck on my bike the past couple of weeks, and it seems that it has spread to my car.
I drove to work Friday because I had to leave my bike at the shop to get my rear tire retensioned after I got a flat on my way home Thursday. I dropped Meg off at her work so we could be at least somewhat environmentally conscious and then found a parking spot on the street near my work. Meg started feeling kind of sick during the day, so she took a bus to my work to get my keys from me and drive herself home. Continue reading ‘The bad luck spreads’
A hot shower and dry pajamas after riding home 12 miles home in the rain. Add a steaming mug of chamomile tea — ahhh, pure bliss. Yes, it’s usually only a 5.5-mile ride from work to my house, but since I was soaked after the first two miles, I thought I might as well take the long way home. It made my shower ever so much more rewarding.
Last week Meg and I got back from an 11-day trip to Belize and Guatemala. Why Central America? I wanted to go somewhere I could relax on a beach and not feel obligated to see all of the cultural sites but still have interesting things to do if I felt like it.
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Continue reading ‘Belize and Guatemala’
Earlier this month I went home to Joseph City to celebrate my parents’ 40th wedding anniversary with my family. The number 40 brings to mind hardship of biblical proportions: It rained on Noah for 40 days and nights; Jesus spent 40 days in the wilderness fasting and then was tempted by Satan; Moses and the children of Israel wandered in the wilderness for 40 years after leaving Egypt. I’m sure there has been plenty of hardship in the 40 years my parents have shared their lives, too, but you’d never know it by looking at them — they are the most loving couple I’ve ever seen. Continue reading ’40 years’
… and a progress update: I passed the 50-mile mark today, woohoo! One of the nice things about riding a bike is noticing all of the things you’re totally oblivious to when you’re driving a car. Here are a few:
- Other cyclists are really friendly, except the super serious people who ride professional racing bikes and wear spandex. They never say “hi” back because they’re too busy being serious. Maybe it’s just carrying over from their accounting jobs.
- Pedestrians, on the other hand, aren’t friendly at all, with one exception — the guy who called out “Bye, beautiful!” as I rode past him.
- Goslings are really cute and fluffy-looking, but their parents are pretty darn scary. I think my mph went up by 10 miles when the mama (or papa) goose came flapping and hissing at me when I rode past the goose family.
- For all the talk about people in SUVs driving like they own the road, I’ve noticed they give me more space than the Prius drivers. They drive like they’re trying to murder me because they’re angry that I emit fewer greenhouse gases than they do.
- Long, gradual hills are waaaay harder than short, steep hills. If you have warning for the short ones, you can get up enough speed to make it most of the way up and then pedal like crazy for a few seconds to get to the top. The long slopes just make you pedal and pedal and pedal, and they really lower your average mph.
That’s it for now. There are some really beautiful spots along my ride, so I’ll post some pics as soon as I get a bike bag that leaves my camera more accessible than it is in my backpack that I strap down onto my rack with bungie cords.
After years of talking about it, I’ve finally started riding my bike to work. It’s only about five miles from my house, and I figured it would give me some exercise. Plus, I expect it to save me lots of pista because I won’t have to pay for parking or buy as much gas. OK, so I’ve only done it twice so far, and Meg picked me up from work the second time so we could go shopping together, but at least it’s a start. Continue reading ’1,000 miles’
I was a little disappointed with Force Majeure’s performance in the second annual P-I battle of the bands. We did OK, but there was no moment of shocked silence followed by delighted screams. I guess we probably qualify as one-hit wonders. I have to admit, I didn’t really think we could outdo our original performance of “Close to You.” Continue reading ‘P-I battle of the bands’
Several weeks ago Todd talked me into signing up for the Tour de Lopez. He assured me that it would be an easy ride with very few hills. My co-workers Dan and Joe also signed up, along with Dan’s wife, Jo. I kept telling myself that I’d start riding my bike to get ready for it — after all, I had several weeks’ notice. But the day of the bike ride rolled around and my bike hadn’t even made an appearance outside the shed. Continue reading ‘Tour de Lopez’
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