Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Big Rain

I ran outside in my underwear at 3:00 in the morning to make sure my windows were rolled up on the Safari. They were. I jumped back under the covers still damp and shivered until I fell back to sleep and dreamt I was an R&B singer at the end of his career. I still had the pipes but I was jaded on the scene.

I'm up now and it is still pouring. This is good for my new hedge I planted. Camellias and Box Heather so I get two flower shows during the year. I didn't think to ask if they will overlap in one spectacular show at any point. I can hardly stand the suspense of not knowing.

Sometime during the camping trip last weekend I left the Clydesdale club. I'm still no waterbug so let's not get too excited. I think I know when it happened. We were climbing miles of forest road and one particular grade almost had my number. I wanted to get off and walk, but I didn't. I just looked straight down and turned the pedals. I think that is when I burned block of butter 28 and possibly 29. The singletrack at Unicoi State Park is like riding up and down a saw blade. We screwed up the route, but Dave P. stripped down and got in the creek at a very public crossing so that kind of evened things out.

Last night I ate an entire bunch of raw mustard greens and a small bowl of brown rice. It was a delicious dinner.

A little bit of work today and then a lot of Munson later-



Human Wrecking Ball said...

"is like riding up and down a saw blade". Nice.
Thanks I'm not as pissed at the world as I was before.
My scale needle is going steady up...I'll meet you at 180lbs.

juancho said...

It's a deal.

Anonymous said...

Not only did you get back on the horse, but you rode it into the ground and stole another from the enemy.

BIG JIM said...

Ah Unicoi! Where Big Worm solidified his hold on the 2008Georgia State Championship MTB clydesdale champion.

AucillaSinks said...

a home mortgage on a street name nene
coordinating flowering shrubberies
cerveza no gracias
purposeful breathing
organic mustard greens for dinner
rolled up yoga mats in the corner

the meaning of your life appears to be deepening
the evolution of J continues like a cog in the BRC
when you fall off the wagon and need red meat
come see the Sinks in DC

juancho said...

The wagon does get bumpy sometimes. A man could tumble off any second if he isn't careful.

Velosopher said...

Concise and evocative writing.

BTW, a once-a-week intensity session (added to a few regular rides) will burn that weight off like paper.

Ms. Moon said...

Are you eating any protein?