Friday Quietude!

Morning weigh-in: 167#, 8% BF (well I guess I know where the heavy food is)

 

"Soldiers, as we often say, do revolt; were it not so, several things which are transient in this world might be perennial." -- Thomas Carlyle

 

Today In History: On this date in 1989, a man stood in front of a tank.

 

Anyway, gym last night but no run, I had a bit of a late start and couldn't fit it in. Dinner was Christian Springs, which is becoming something of a "supper club," as we now have a small group of Thursday regulars. Tonight is the towpath, then I'm going up to the Poconos to crash at Joe's place, so we can carpool up to that ride near Scranton tomorrow. He said Sue's doing the cooking, so I said OK...

 

Local Hero: Go Rob!

Astrea Redux Without Cash

Morning weigh-in: 164.5#, 10% BF (whoa)

 

Astrea Redux: Been an interesting couple of days, politics-wise. A-and that's all I'm going to say about that!

 

Without Cash: I saw this the other day and it kind of pissed me off, so I was glad to see I'm in good company.

 

Yoga last night, and tonight is the gym plus a run. I'll be hitting Christian's Spring for dinner, maybe meet some people there.

I Love A Happy Ending

Mia cuts her chemo lines
Originally uploaded by Julie Cotton.

Whew!

Man I know that feeling, how good it felt when the PICC line came out, even if mine was just for an infection... I ran across a picture of this girl a year or so ago, and it really affected me, especially after I saw she had a relapse. It took me this long to look again, but she's been in remission for more than a year now.

Every life can be long and scary, maybe she can never say she's out of the woods but for now she's got her life back. If you want a roller coaster ride go check out her grandmother's photos; you have to read between the lines but it's an amazing story.

The Grievous Angel Stands Before You

Morning weigh-in: 167#, 8% BF (whoa)

 

Rode last night with Joe & Cindy, and also Jorge; now I know what "tempo pace" (one of those terms I hear but never really knew) looks like. We did about 32 miles in maybe 1:50 or so, for about a 17 mph average: not slacking, but not blazingly fast either. You know, tempo. Pretty fun ride too, and I felt strong as all get-out on at least two of the hills. Getting there, getting there... in fact I am now almost there.

 

Hit Christian Springs for dinner on the way home; tonight is yoga and shopping, and dinner at home.

 

Eyes Blinking In The Sunlight

Morning weigh-in: 166#, 9.5% BF

Just poking my head out into the Internets...

Seems So Much Longer Than A Year: It's been a year since news blogger Steve Gilliard passed away. Rest in peace Steve, I'm definitely not the only one that misses you.

Octopus Grigori Sez That Ain't No Thing: PZ Myers lets us know that you can teach a very old dog some new tricks.

Just A Little Bit Of Something: Via Alicublog, some Vanishing New York.

Worked late here last night, then went home and cleaned the bikes; I also did some laundry, but not much else -- oh yeah, I claimed my 3rd mug at Porters. Came in early but I'm not staying late: tonight is the "hard ride" with Joe & Co if the rain holds off.

This Is The Picture

Morning weigh-in: 165#, 9% BF

 

OK, back to "weekend update" mode:

 

Friday night was the towpath. Me, Larry and Brian, down to Sand Island and back, and we ended by listening to "Jazz in Center Square" when we got back to Easton. (Hard to believe we were listening to high school kids, they were really good.) Brian and I went from there to Christian Springs for dinner, where Doug & Lori (also Greg H and Rich) caught up with us after their Jacobsburg ride. Nice crew, and we basically took over the (small) back room.

 

Saturday was rainy, and so it was a rainy day in the woods at Allamuchy -- the trail day did not get cancelled. Pick-and-shovel work, I was filthy and exhausted afterward, so I blew off the Crawfish Festival. I got home, showered and still felt a real need for more grooming, so I got a haircut at Eskandalo. I asked for "short" and -- well, I got it. I have to admit it looks good like this, but then again that's why I go there.

 

My Saturday night was Pearly Bakers, where I checked out the Trouble City All-Stars. Hung with a few friends in the crowd.

 

Yesterday (Sunday) was a much nicer day out. I started the day with an early-morning yoga class, then hit the Quadrant for brunch before riding down to Bethlehem. I met Ann (one of the displaced Which Brew regulars) along Applebutter Road, and we did a pretty serious ride, going north and west before returning to Bethlehem. A good rider and a very interesting woman, among many other things she brews her own beer and even grows her own hops... We hit the Brew Works for a late lunch, got in a few beers & bull before I took off.

 

My total mileage for the day was 45, giving me 105 miles for the week. I am way behind.

 

Reading: I returned to Male Fantasies again, picking it up where I left off at Part 2 (Floods, Bodies, History). So far so good, but that's pretty much what I said about Part 1... Meantime, I also got back into Schulz and Peanuts, for a little sunset reading on the porch.

 

Early bed last night, not long after dark. Came in to work early, probably staying late & calling it a "rest day."

 

UPDATE: Oh. My. Gawd.