…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.
Oh, they do. Trust me. They do.Read More »The Hills Are Alive
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
I said my final good-bye to Rusty the day after I brought Vélo home. Well, honestly, I’ll be saying good-bye for a long while. The tears are coming to my eyes as I type.Read More »Away on Wind and Water
The Beatles once sang “All you need is love.” I disagree. All you need is empathy.Read More »All You Need Is Empathy
On November 14, I and a couple thousand of my closest friend (i.e. fellow union members) protested at the School Board meeting, because they are choosing to not honor the pay scale they agreed to in 2013. This means hundreds of people ready to move to the next level of the pay scale are left hanging.Read More »Honor the Contract
I slept better that second night of camping. I didn’t wake up that I can remember, except to roll over occasionally. Read More »47 Miles
So I made the 48-mile ride to Hillsborough River State Park. I looked at other metrics associated with the trip. I had a total elevation increase and decrease of around 700 feet. I was facing a 10 mph headwind (I think).Read More »Bike Camping
Meet Vélo! The newest addition to the Foust family!