Sunday, October 11, 2009

It's late. My brain is rattling and I've had a full evening. A sweet evening with nothing. Nothing but some goodness cooking fowl at the Stokesville Camp ground followed by four bands in a tiny basement. Good. I've got some ginger tea now. Was reaching for the sleepy time eXtra but it's been exhausted. Tommy M. has thoroughly stoked me about heading out West this winter for some big mountain shredding. All this while cooking chicken on an over sized grill fit for cooking a wide assortment of large animals (or the veggie equivelent). It was amazing that I made it out there at all. 30 min. of driving and all. Filled the tank with petrol on the way out, too. Almost stayed at the house working on the myrid of projects I have going after this morning's pre-iron cross ride with JB and Andy. That was nice. Reminds me of the days I spent oblivious to the world while bicycle racing as a junior.

And so it goes. Here and now. Still. Sweet Jesus, how much longer will this continue?

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

Until you die my friend...and then who knows?

Pro said...

Grim # 61! ;)

Cory said...

11:26

and then you come back again...unleeeeeeeeess...

KevinandSpring said...

Missed your support at my 2nd 24 hour race solo effort in moab. I was thinking about you and how much you helped me out the first time. Hope we cross paths soon. Glad your doing good!

Spring

Anonymous said...

What about the pics you promised of your fab new bed?