Thursday, September 30, 2010
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Waiting
I found this picture on a site that I belong to and wanted to share it. There is just something about the female form in black & white, and this pose just speaks to me.
I'm sorry I don't know who to credit the pic to.
I've found some others that I'll be sharing later as well.
I'm sorry I don't know who to credit the pic to.
I've found some others that I'll be sharing later as well.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Century, The Ride for Kids
I did it.
It took 5 hours and 58 minutes in the saddle, but I finished, my first century under my belt. Up until this point my longest ride was 54 miles. My ass is killing me, but the legs held out, no problem. Unfortunately, the same can't be said of my ridding partners.
Saturday started out great, up at 5, on the road by 6, parked, dressed, and registered by 6:30. All accompanied by a nice 65 deg morning. Got some fuel into me, and meet up with the two gents I would be riding with. One who I road with last year when we did the 50 together (G),and the other who did the 100 last year (B).
We set out at a good pace, in and out of the first water stop, no problems. About 30 miles in, we start hitting hilly terrain and a lot of head winds, G is no longer keeping pace with us. We constantly kept him in sight, right up until this monster climb, I geared down and attacked it, B about 30 seconds behind me. We continued to the second water stop at 42 miles, G was in about 2 minuets later. He was starting to hurt, not a good sign. We took 10-15 to replenish some liquids and food, and stretch a bit, then set out again.
We went through some of the most beautiful lake areas in southern Massachusetts on this leg of the trip, but G was not enjoying any of it. By the time we got to the 60 mile water stop, his legs were locking up on him. We rested a bit, but G wanted to wait at least another half hour before going and sent us on without him. We started going again, nice pace, enjoying the scenery, when at about 72 miles B jump off his bike in pain. His right thigh had lock up on him. He worked the muscle loose and we continued on to the 76 mile water stop.
We stretched and hydrated, I gave B all the time he needed before we continued on.
The last 20 or so miles, I just wanted it to end. My back and shoulders were burning, no matter how I stretched in the saddle it was not helping. We blew past the last water stop, just wanting to reach the end.
Finally made it in, B and I, slowly climbing off our bikes and hobbling down to the food and family tents. As I'm walking, I see my wife and little one just as they spot me. She comes running towards me with this big balloon hat on, "daddy, daddy, daddy", it was enough to make me forget my pains.
It took 5 hours and 58 minutes in the saddle, but I finished, my first century under my belt. Up until this point my longest ride was 54 miles. My ass is killing me, but the legs held out, no problem. Unfortunately, the same can't be said of my ridding partners.
Saturday started out great, up at 5, on the road by 6, parked, dressed, and registered by 6:30. All accompanied by a nice 65 deg morning. Got some fuel into me, and meet up with the two gents I would be riding with. One who I road with last year when we did the 50 together (G),and the other who did the 100 last year (B).
We set out at a good pace, in and out of the first water stop, no problems. About 30 miles in, we start hitting hilly terrain and a lot of head winds, G is no longer keeping pace with us. We constantly kept him in sight, right up until this monster climb, I geared down and attacked it, B about 30 seconds behind me. We continued to the second water stop at 42 miles, G was in about 2 minuets later. He was starting to hurt, not a good sign. We took 10-15 to replenish some liquids and food, and stretch a bit, then set out again.
We went through some of the most beautiful lake areas in southern Massachusetts on this leg of the trip, but G was not enjoying any of it. By the time we got to the 60 mile water stop, his legs were locking up on him. We rested a bit, but G wanted to wait at least another half hour before going and sent us on without him. We started going again, nice pace, enjoying the scenery, when at about 72 miles B jump off his bike in pain. His right thigh had lock up on him. He worked the muscle loose and we continued on to the 76 mile water stop.
We stretched and hydrated, I gave B all the time he needed before we continued on.
The last 20 or so miles, I just wanted it to end. My back and shoulders were burning, no matter how I stretched in the saddle it was not helping. We blew past the last water stop, just wanting to reach the end.
Finally made it in, B and I, slowly climbing off our bikes and hobbling down to the food and family tents. As I'm walking, I see my wife and little one just as they spot me. She comes running towards me with this big balloon hat on, "daddy, daddy, daddy", it was enough to make me forget my pains.
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Hard Sun
You ever just have a song elicit such an emotional response that it surprises you? It happened to me yesterday and I've no idea why. I just had this urge to hear a song that's been around for quite awhile now, so I went onto YouTube and found it. I'm listening to it at work while by myself in the morning, doing nothing else, just listening, and my eyes start welling up.
What the Fuck, this is uncalled for. I'm thinking my plumbing must be broken, a leak in the pipes that's all.
It must just be me, I'm wondering if the stress at home it starting to take a toll. I don't know, whatever. I guess I can't be that rock all the time, I'm just glad no one saw me.
I decided to put it up today on my music blog. It's a song called "Hard Sun" sung by Eddie Vedder, head on over and take a listen if you like. Call me crazy, please, at least its in excuse.
What the Fuck, this is uncalled for. I'm thinking my plumbing must be broken, a leak in the pipes that's all.
It must just be me, I'm wondering if the stress at home it starting to take a toll. I don't know, whatever. I guess I can't be that rock all the time, I'm just glad no one saw me.
I decided to put it up today on my music blog. It's a song called "Hard Sun" sung by Eddie Vedder, head on over and take a listen if you like. Call me crazy, please, at least its in excuse.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
Weekend
Lets see, the weekend, another bang up job. The wife and I took the wee one down to Newport RI to get out for the day and I was able to take some nice pictures (I'll share some when I get them uploaded). M was really good all day, even missing her nap and sitting through lunch with us. We headed home around 2:30 and she just crashed within 10 minutes in the car seat, the wife crashed to. Later, we put M down, were watching TV and suddenly my wife gets up all pissed about something stupid and storms off to bed. Well then, WTF just happened. I took the computer to the basement and hid out while playing the guitar. I was able to have a few nice chat conversations well into the night before turning in at 1.
Sunday dawns, up at 6:30 with the little one. I'm getting a cold. Spent the morning doing things with M and and the wife, and once she was down for a nap, I headed out for a bike ride. I did have a few stops along the way for some phone conversations and refreshments, resulting in being in the saddle for about 4 hours, but I only road for 2 of those, still managed 35 miles.
Woke up this morning, sicker than yesterday, sore throat making my voice a bit fucked and much deeper. Managed to cause another little fight with the wife, she's insisting I never told her about something going on today, but I did. Here's hoping the damn cold, and my wifes mood swings pass.
Sunday dawns, up at 6:30 with the little one. I'm getting a cold. Spent the morning doing things with M and and the wife, and once she was down for a nap, I headed out for a bike ride. I did have a few stops along the way for some phone conversations and refreshments, resulting in being in the saddle for about 4 hours, but I only road for 2 of those, still managed 35 miles.
Woke up this morning, sicker than yesterday, sore throat making my voice a bit fucked and much deeper. Managed to cause another little fight with the wife, she's insisting I never told her about something going on today, but I did. Here's hoping the damn cold, and my wifes mood swings pass.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Razors Edge
Ever feel like you living on a razors edge? You walk that edge never knowing what side you may fall on, but you can be damn sure it's going to be the wrong side.
Seems to be that's how the home life has been going a lot lately. I just don't understand how, no matter how much I do, it never seems enough, or its not the way she wanted it. The sad part is, its all these little things that keep adding up in the back of my head, taking up space, eating up compute cycles, and she wonders why I'm getting migraine's more frequently, ha, tough one. Don't get me wrong, life goes on, I know many are in worse positions than I. There is still a bond there, but its just changed so much in the past few years, I'm still trying to wrap my head around it.
If it wasn't for a few key figures in my life right now, I don't know how I would be able to cope with all of it. First is that little angel of mine, I don't know if I could live without her. That blond hair, cute smile, and piercing blue eyes that just see her daddy. Second, Beryl, who has become a true friend, who understands me and still sees the real me, as I am, no pretense. We can share anything with each other and are always better off for it. And finally, good friends. Whether it be the ones I can go out with, share a drink and a few stories, or those of you here, who I can share a story, an email, or a chat with. Its always nice to have support. Thank you all for being here.
It helps to remind one to never give in, never surrender, to keep on living.
Seems to be that's how the home life has been going a lot lately. I just don't understand how, no matter how much I do, it never seems enough, or its not the way she wanted it. The sad part is, its all these little things that keep adding up in the back of my head, taking up space, eating up compute cycles, and she wonders why I'm getting migraine's more frequently, ha, tough one. Don't get me wrong, life goes on, I know many are in worse positions than I. There is still a bond there, but its just changed so much in the past few years, I'm still trying to wrap my head around it.
If it wasn't for a few key figures in my life right now, I don't know how I would be able to cope with all of it. First is that little angel of mine, I don't know if I could live without her. That blond hair, cute smile, and piercing blue eyes that just see her daddy. Second, Beryl, who has become a true friend, who understands me and still sees the real me, as I am, no pretense. We can share anything with each other and are always better off for it. And finally, good friends. Whether it be the ones I can go out with, share a drink and a few stories, or those of you here, who I can share a story, an email, or a chat with. Its always nice to have support. Thank you all for being here.
It helps to remind one to never give in, never surrender, to keep on living.
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