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11 Feb |
I can’t believe I feel this way Cycling, Day to Day Life, Golf
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Even though I was tired yesterday after my bike ride, I felt good. I didn’t do much after the ride, other than eat and rest, hoping I would be recovered enough tomorrow to maybe play around of golf.
Well, I am recovered today, but I have absolutely no interest in playing golf. I don’t even have any interest in going to the practice range.
Of course, I’m not sure why I should be so surprised, as it’s been about 2 months since I last played, and well over a month since going to the range to practice, and I haven’t had any burning desire to play all that time.
I’ve even turned down a few opportunities to play, because it would interfere with my bike riding, and even now that I’ve been sitting around the house all day today doing absolutely nothing, I still have no desire to golf.
It’s seems I’d rather be posting to my blog.
What has gotten into me?
I just have to get out of the house.
Maybe I’ll go to the gym. Believe it or not, I have more interest in doing that, than playing golf.
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2 Feb |
To lie or not to lie, that is the question? Cycling, Day to Day Life, General Health, My MCL
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Well today was the Celebration of Life for the friend and riding buddy who passed away a week ago Friday.
Among the many family members, friends and bike club members attending, there were also a few old friends I hadn’t seen in quite a number of years. It was good to see everyone was still doing fine.
Now even though, when I started this blog over two years ago, I stopped trying to keep my lymphoma a secret, that didn’t mean I was going to out, and announce to the world I have lymphoma. I was still going to be discreet, only confirming when specifically asked, or if begged to tell what was wrong, which coincidentally two friends had done.
But today, when I met one of those old friends, I hadn’t seen in quite a while, he commented he heard I was dealing with my own problems. It surprised me he knew, but I really didn’t think much about it, simply commenting I was still feeling fine, which does happen to be true.
But a few moments later, after the old friend went on to talk to others, the president of the bike club, who was standing next to me at the time, and over heard the conversation, asked me about it.
Needless to say, I was caught completely off guard, not knowing how to respond. Should I lie to him, or tell the truth?
Well I guess old habits are hard to break, and my old instincts kicked in. So I lied! I told him I was fine, and even commented, “I look fine, right?” He responded affirmatively, and the topic was dropped.
But now, as I ponder the exchange, I’m wondering if I did the right thing by lying?
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30 Jan |
And I’m supposed to be one of the smart guys Cycling, Day to Day Life
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At least that’s how my boss refers to me.
That’s because I get paid more for what I know than what I do. Which is also very fortunate since, and I’m sure Becky and a few others at work would attest to, I don’t do that much. But I digress.
Anywaze, when I got up this morning I was intending to go for a bike ride. I hadn’t ridden since last Saturday, because of the rain and working yesterday, so it was paramount I get out today.
The bad news was, which you may have noted, had you read my Current State of Mind (right side bar), I was not a happy camper when I discovered it was only 40°F, which is right at the borderline of do I, or don’t I go for a bike ride.
Fortunately [I can say that now], I didn’t succumb to any of the numerous excuses I called upon, not to go for a ride, and left the house at 6:50 AM.
But as I was riding down my street, chasing down the group (I was running behind schedule), I started thinking to myself, this is stupid. It was freakin’ cold outside, and I was freezing! And that was even with an extra layer of clothing, my heaviest
cap, to cover my ears, plus scuba diving gloves.
And I’m supposed to be one of the smart guys?
Eventually it did warm up enough to make the ride tolerable, and I’m glad I got the ride out of the way. I’m just not so sure I was being that smart.
It might have been smarter to wait an hour for it to warm up, but then again, maybe it wouldn’t have been. I might not have gone for a ride at all, had I waited an hour.
This string of cold weather is just starting to wear on my psyche, and I just don’t know how much more I can take.
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26 Jan |
A better ending to a not so good week Cycling, Day to Day Life
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Although Sunday started out nice, the rest of the week did not fair as well.
On top of the seemingly relentless rain and cold, which only allowed me to get out on the road Wednesday of this week (Monday and Friday I did spinning classes), hassles at work due to unreasonable customer requirements, and a long time friend and tandem/triple riding partner passing away yesterday, I would not call this a particularly good week.
But even in the midst of a hurricane, if you so happen to be in the eye, there always seems to be that one glimmer of optimism to be found [even for the consummate contrarian/pessimist that I am]. And today was such a day.
If you’ve read my “Current Mood” plug-in on the right, you’ll note this day didn’t start out that good either, but after forcing myself out on the bike (something that often perks me up) things started to turn around.
First off, Rene and Amy (part of the old gang) were on the ride today. That doesn’t happen too often anymore, as Amy moved up north, and it’s hard to get Rene motivated, to ride 17 miles south, when she’s not around. But since Amy had a race tomorrow in LA, she made the 400 mile trip yesterday.
The ride was also relatively tame today (I guess no one wanted to push too hard since a lot of the guys were also racing tomorrow), enabling me to sit in with the first group. Something else that doesn’t happen too often anymore.
Afterwards, we headed off for coffee and tea, and talked about all the goings on, and even reminiscing about the “good ole days”.
All that would have been enough, but what really made the day was the view of the mountains as we rode home.
Although the picture from my bathroom window doesn’t do the view justice [I gotta start carrying a camera with me when I ride], it’s amazing for me when I think, while I live only 4 miles from the ocean, I can still look out my upstairs bathroom window, or walk about a mile to get an even more spectacular view, and see the snow covered mountains of Mount Baldy and Wilson.
I guess that’s just one more reason making living in southern California so great, and it did manage to cap off the end of an otherwise bad week on a good note.