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Imperfect

One of Old Blue’s last rides before finishing the new bike.

The Buddhists say you should let go of your expectations. That it’s Ok to have them, but not to cling to them. I got an excellent lesson in that today.Read More »Imperfect

Progress

I’ve been thinking forward to June. On June 4, we’ll start rolling around the Gaspé peninsula in Canada. On this two week trip, we’ll ride about 560 miles.

Honestly, I’m terrified.

Read More »Progress

Bumbling Along

Been awhile since I’ve posted about dating. Because, well, I haven’t dated in awhile. Last summer, around the time of my yoga teacher training, I shut down all of my online dating profiles. I intermittently turned them back on, only to shut them back down again within a month. I went on one lackluster date in October or November and shut down my accounts again.

I opened up a new account on Bumble. “It’s different,” I was assured. “The women contact the men first. It weeds out some of the assholes.”

Eventually I caved.Read More »Bumbling Along

Winds of Change

It may be cliché, but I feel them blowing. Cold air has been moving into Florida. Yoga is becoming a bigger part of my life. I’m making temporal space for my arts and crafts, and I will be researching where I might be able to sell them locally. (Though if you aren’t local or just can’t wait, you can buy anytime from the LD Shop!!)Read More »Winds of Change

The Hills Are Alive

…with the Sound of Lactic Acid Production… (La da da daaaaaa. – If this doesn’t make sense to you, review your high school biology. Anaerobic respiration!!)

One of my co-riders for the Canada Bike Ride 2018 trip and I went for a ride in the Florida hills.

I didn’t think they existed either. Not really.

Elevation changes for the first 25 miles of the trip.

Oh, they do. Trust me. They do.Read More »The Hills Are Alive

Take Care of Yourself

The tree and mistletoe are up. I’ve bought gifts for work-related holiday festivities. But I didn’t send out holiday cards this year. I haven’t bought or made gifts for my nearest and dearest. 

This year it’s felt like too much…Read More »Take Care of Yourself