glide

it just won't stop. i guess about another 2 feet since yesterday, maybe less. i've given up on the driveway, maybe i'll get motivated and buy a new snow shovel, mine broke a month ago. find a plow guy to give it a push, anyone know the number for mr. plow? the bike works well, it cut thru the fresh stuff, minimal slips. if i didn't ski i could ride everyday. the nordic center yesterday was stupid. i should have toured. that much fresh snow was like riding with flat tires. only it was skiing and i couldn't get any glide.

^#()<>

i'm ok to ski after dark, i finished at the last possible moment that i could make the turns around the center. similar to little french but that was a straight line. skiing by braille. another foot or so last night, perhaps not exactly a foot but pretty damn close. my head wants to be on the hill today, no chance of that, although i think i could get away with it. remember that show from 80s, V or something like that? the aliens drank sour milk. my coffee today has cream in it that smells like mayonnaise, i'm not nervous but it does sort of freak me out a touch. mmmmmmm mayonnaise. mayonnaise is under rated as a coffee additive, i wonder if that's b/c of the vegans, do they really have a big enough lobby to overtake the mayonnaise lobby? are vegans even in washington? i would think the puppy-eating, baby seal dissecting culture on capitol hill would out shout the vegan lobby in their weakened state from lack of dairy products.

lazy?

i am enjoying skiing more and more this winter. it seems to better suit me the older i get. i used to see it as me getting less fit and playing catch up all season until cross when i was on equal ground. not so, if done properly with less laziness on my part i'll enter the season fresher and faster than before. i do find it odd that driving a car to work is for those less lazy days as it affords me skiing opportunities without riding the bike after dark or hitching a ride. rough wake up today. it hurts when you get up 15 minutes early and can't get that last chunk of sleep, it means a lot. b is still sick, that cough wakes me up when he heaves it out. poor kid. oatmeal and juice chased by a mocha, making dinner last night i had such a hunger knock i had to eat a good little snack to keep from doubling over. i guess skiing is kicking the metabolism in harder than usual. motivation: earlimart, distorted view, flunk.

sleep or ski?

tuesdays make me sad, i know i go back to work tomorrow and i know i have to get up at the crack of crack. overall it's not that bad but when i get to ski mid-morning like i did today it sucks to think of not getting that little mid workday score. i guess i could push for it, drive to work and leave to get in my fix before the track is, well, tracked out. i might need to try classic, it looks better to me than i thought it did before. i know i'm a mediocre skate skier but the diagonal stride looks pretty peaceful. my big problem is then i would certainly always ski alone. nobody is that slow. the presspot is another thing that bums me out about tuesdays, hell would freeze over before i would bring my press to work, too nice for that, stolen or broken is usually the fate of nice things that shouldn't be brought in. tuesday is the last day until sunday that i'll have my pressed goodness. oh yeah and my nap is shorter on workdays, yesterday i got an hour, at work i sleep on my lunch break, never more than 20 minutes. if you have 30 minutes with which to work, a 20 minute nap is pretty perfect.

dumb

i am dumb. it started with me getting 5 minutes down the road before i realized that i forgot my sunglasses, retrace my steps back home before heading down to eternal spring. then my brilliant idea of parking at the top by the buffalo herd, i thought "cool, less driving and more riding and so what if i climb a bit to get back to the car." dumb. that's two. then after descending lookout in a windstorm i make it to the group race just as they were rolling out, ok, say hi to friends and former teammates and get the ride going, good pace out of golden. then the first hill comes and the ride goes silent. not being a smart enough human to realize what month it is and what i should be doing i pedal along at a good pace. second set of riders from the front. then we hit the sharper stuff. i felt good nothing near red line but where did everybody go? the three or four of us on the front bit of the group seem to bo doing quite a job on the rest. i found out they wanted to thin the group and as i was never ON the front, i wasn't being THAT dumb. the legs were good, the body was warm and the bike was great, what else should have been done? maybe those guys on that one team can offer me a bike and kit next year, but probably not on the merits of a group ride in january, i may need to show them something mid season. the ride was only getting hard at that point as i wasn't aware how long it was going to take me to get back to the car. rolling into morrison and began the climb, it was an hour uphill back to the car. bear creek was the easiest part, then grapevine, then mt. vernon. an hour of climbing. i felt like a hardman when i got done. maybe i shouldn't have done all that i did, but what the hell, it was a good one. oh yeah, i forgot my wallet, i couldn't buy any food, i had eaten all the ride food i had with me. i ate when my weight when i got home.

french

with not a whole lot of daylight left number one and i started up towards french pass already we'd been out around an hour and even if i had a camera with me it couldn't capture just how amazing it was skiing at sunset up little french. we climbed awhile thru perfect snow, thinking of the firecracker and how much smoother this climb is in winter. jackson was thrilled to be out on such a great evening. the best part was i left work, rode home, gathered my ski stuff got out on the skis and was out until after dark. i need a headlamp, but it sure was nice skiing in the dark. a perfect post work wind-down.

#2

rockwell's back. one of the little ones didn't want to go. can i ruin a bowl or what?

full

full moon to match the blue water today. i feel lucky jack's knickers kept me plenty warm as i cut thru the tundra to get in for work. the balaclava was missing, i felt the negative whatever it was. no more claws for a while, i'll go back to the pre cross season ration of one a month or so. i feel better about it. pad thai last night, ring of fire today? not yet. more earlimart, really enjoyable stuff. agent orange is more for the ride not the meal. rolled the long way to look at the mess from last night's concert, the stage and lights were still up.

joel

joel made a really good point, is sunny d justs new tang? maybe if they bring sunny d on the next space shuttle mission we'll know. is it flamable? can't be worse than million dollar tiles that are made of foam and fall off incinarating the crew.

#7

started the first of the bike projects yesterday, threw around some parts and now the bike is almost ready for the auction block; 52cm IF planet cross (55cm top tube)email me with any interest, i'll send pics too. started today with weird noises in the house, maybe it was the lack of sleep but i think we are being haunted by something, not that i believe in ghosts. sort of like remembrance of things past but shorter. i kept waking up even after i gave up on the alarm clock. if i overslept i was ready to deal with whatever came with that. reading more in my sleep, remembering less the closer i was to waking. doing as much as possible to forget the stuff i remembered and remember the stuff i forgot. read some proust, you'll realize that the trick to it is to enjoy what you have not what you want.