Friday, August 27, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
These guys were not messing around
Its easy to find numerous examples of hyperbole in the mountain bike world. The word "epic" has been used so much, often describing things that are in no way "epic", that it has lost its meaning.
That being said, these guys truly had an epic journey. Biking 60 miles into the Alaskan wilderness, then breaking out portable rafts that they carried with them and proceeded for miles on a 34 degree river for 12 hours. They then bushwhacked, hiked and biked there way to visit the bus made famous in "Into the Wild"
I am impressed.
That being said, these guys truly had an epic journey. Biking 60 miles into the Alaskan wilderness, then breaking out portable rafts that they carried with them and proceeded for miles on a 34 degree river for 12 hours. They then bushwhacked, hiked and biked there way to visit the bus made famous in "Into the Wild"
I am impressed.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Wonders of physiology
This evening I took my second bike ride since breaking my right ankle. The first ride was on the mountain bike. Big fat tires, full suspension and a relatively upright riding position. Today I ventured out and took the same route, but this time on the road bike. Rigid steel frame, skinny tires pumped up to 100psi and a much more aggressive riding position.
The ride went surprising well, but had one unexpected curiosity. My ankle is still swollen. It is noticeably larger than its counterpart on the end of my left leg. On the ride today every time I hit the transition to cross a street and with every seam in the trail, I could feel whatever biological "stuff" that is IN my swollen ankle jiggling around like a bowl of jello. It didn't hurt, but the sensation was mildly disturbing. Part of my brain kept repeating "That's not right" every time it happened. Before heading out today, I had entertained the idea of hitting an off road trail sooner that the doctor recommended. After feeling the mini tsunamis in the fluid of my ankle, I think I will heed his advice.
The ride went surprising well, but had one unexpected curiosity. My ankle is still swollen. It is noticeably larger than its counterpart on the end of my left leg. On the ride today every time I hit the transition to cross a street and with every seam in the trail, I could feel whatever biological "stuff" that is IN my swollen ankle jiggling around like a bowl of jello. It didn't hurt, but the sensation was mildly disturbing. Part of my brain kept repeating "That's not right" every time it happened. Before heading out today, I had entertained the idea of hitting an off road trail sooner that the doctor recommended. After feeling the mini tsunamis in the fluid of my ankle, I think I will heed his advice.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
NO MORE CAST!!!!
Went to the doc and had the cast removed. After a new set of x-rays and a mobility test the Dr. said there is no need for a walking boot! Still not 100% as far as moving around goes, but it is so nice feeling the breeze on my leg!
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Great quote
"I have, in my writing, a tendency to become theoretically cute, and overly enamored with my own fair-mindedness. Such vanity has lately been manifested in the form of phrases like "it's worth saying" and "it strikes me that..." or "respectfully..."
When engaging your adversaries, that approach has its place. But it's worth saying that there are other approaches and other places. Among them--respectfully administering the occasional reminder as to the precise nature of the motherfuckers you are dealing with."
Ta-Nehisi Coates
When engaging your adversaries, that approach has its place. But it's worth saying that there are other approaches and other places. Among them--respectfully administering the occasional reminder as to the precise nature of the motherfuckers you are dealing with."
Ta-Nehisi Coates
Sunday, August 1, 2010
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