Sunday, June 28, 2009

to many choices

Do I blog? Twitter? Facebook?

It is touch to decide. I think twitter needs to figure out how to allow people to comment. If they cna do that it could be bigger then facebook.

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Community fishing

This is something that we signed up for. It made the WSJ. It is a fishing co-op. We get 12 weeks of fresh fish most likely caught that day. They get a fair price for the summer.

Anyone want to come over Monday nights for fresh fish?

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

The dull ache of effort

There is nothing like sitting with the feeling of effort in your legs. It doesn't happen over night. It sneaks up on you.

It is all about contradictions. It is a feeling that comes from a series of hard efforts. Your legs adapt, adjust, and ache. It is a feeling that you can do anything you want long, short, slow, fast, up, down it doesn't matter. At the same time just sitting you can feel your legs throbbing almost like they are working to repair the micro muscle tears. Walking takes effort yet sprinting up a hill seems effortless.

It is usually the feeling as your body adjusts to the new workload. Most people can't take it. They stop and rest. Yet if they could fight their way through it the transformation on the other side is unmistakable.

Sunday, June 07, 2009

Just Saying

Tuesday, May 05, 2009

Events

At some point if you are not careful you reach a point where you can't leave. You are stuck their until the end. I watch and see people leave some early, others well timed. Last night I missed my opportunity. We reached the point where the next person to leave would end the party as everyone would leave together.

No one wanted to be that person. Finally, over an hour later I ended it.

Sunday, May 03, 2009

Mind that bird

I have watched it again and again and every time I get goose bumps. It is like he is in a different race. The acceleration is unbelievable.



Tuesday, April 28, 2009

You could see it in his eyes

I had to help.

He was standing in front of the T station entrance pushing his little boy back and forth in a stroller. He was asking $1.70 so I can get on the T. He was already hot and sweaty from wherever he had been. I was already on the up escalator when I saw and heard his request.

I had about $13 on the charlie card. When I reached the top I walked down the stairs and gave it to him. He thanked me and entered the station. Hopefully he will get an air conditioned car.