March for Our Lives
Yesterday I marched for my life, and for the lives of all others affected by gun violence.Read More »March for Our Lives
Travels
T-minus 74 Days
School is in its last nine weeks. Which means not long past that is … (duh duh DUH) my Canada bike trip!!!
Seventy-four days from now, to be precise.
Seventy-four. That sounds like a long time. Whew! I still have time to prepare.
It’s a little scarier to think that’s a little over two months. No, no, no! I’ll stick with the 70+ number for now!
There are thirty-three days until I turn 40. That feels like it’s coming up fast.
My study hall class has been held in the cafeteria since testing has be
The Next 50 Miles
I slept relatively well that night. I woke up a few times, like I always do. But overall I woke up feeling refreshed. Sore, but still refreshed.
I accidentally left my alarm on my phone, so that partially woke me up at 6 a.m. It was the birds that ultimately pulled me out of bed. They were surely expressing their delight at a new day. I wondered if they couldn’t do it just a little bit later.Read More »The Next 50 Miles
The First 50 Miles
On Friday I went on my first fully loaded bike camping/touring trip from downtown St. Pete to Starkey Wilderness Preserve. Over the course of two days, I rode 100 miles! My longest trip to date.Read More »The First 50 Miles
When a Plan Comes Together
Man, I loved the A-Team when I was a kid. It was a cool show. But one of the quotes I remember aside from, “I pity the fool,” is “I love it when a plan comes together.
There have been a few things lately that have made my Canada bike trip seem a little more real and like it is going to be Ok and come together in the end.Read More »When a Plan Comes Together
Imperfect
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
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
47 Miles
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
Bike Camping
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