The macro. The micro. Lessons are learned when one sees the other. The lesson is learned when they see each other.
What is the lesson?
All that ever will be is now and has forever been.
You can't take it with you.
Friday, February 26, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Put up or Shut up
I hereby publicly declare that the next chance I get to gear up and ride I'm going to do it. Only thing that will hold me back is crappy road conditions. My wife runs in every type of weather, even with crappy roads, so I'm going to adopt her fortitude.
Besides, what is being "cold"? Temporary freezing of the fingers? A red, runny nose? The shivers? Nah - that's just what happens when you're out in the cold. Being "cold" is not having the recourse to become warm (i.e. stranded on a desolate road in sub-zero temperatures; not able to pay the utility bill; being homeless). My wife loves running - she is a "runner" - so the cold doesn't hold her back. If I am a "motorcyclist" then it shouldn't me either.
Besides, what is being "cold"? Temporary freezing of the fingers? A red, runny nose? The shivers? Nah - that's just what happens when you're out in the cold. Being "cold" is not having the recourse to become warm (i.e. stranded on a desolate road in sub-zero temperatures; not able to pay the utility bill; being homeless). My wife loves running - she is a "runner" - so the cold doesn't hold her back. If I am a "motorcyclist" then it shouldn't me either.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Winter
I am a motorcyclist. But is winter, in Wisconsin, real winter. Thus I am out of the saddle and out of sorts - for now.
So I spend hours every week in a cage (car) that really brings me no joy. It's not a great bother either, but it leads me to spend a lot of time in neutral (me, not the car). Which has led to, literally, saddle sores. My wife has shown me some yoga positions and reinforced positively my efforts to stretch out the kinks and bursitis.
I finally got my butt out to the barn and started lifting weights again. Next to my new favorite past time, riding my motorcycle, lifting is a close second, or at worst third, maybe fourth or fifth. Anyway - squats, bench presses, cleans, dead lifts and standing presses are being recorded by yours truly. I hope to be able to keep a lid on it a little and not fall into competing with myself, lifting too hard and incurring another little injury. Deep down I'm an ectomorph trying to look like a mesomorph and I just ain't hard wired for power lifting.
I do think it will improve my riding though. Well-er is better. Engaged is better. Expending energy (having energy to expend?) is better than taking it in (read: beer, donuts, other crap).
Peace
So I spend hours every week in a cage (car) that really brings me no joy. It's not a great bother either, but it leads me to spend a lot of time in neutral (me, not the car). Which has led to, literally, saddle sores. My wife has shown me some yoga positions and reinforced positively my efforts to stretch out the kinks and bursitis.
I finally got my butt out to the barn and started lifting weights again. Next to my new favorite past time, riding my motorcycle, lifting is a close second, or at worst third, maybe fourth or fifth. Anyway - squats, bench presses, cleans, dead lifts and standing presses are being recorded by yours truly. I hope to be able to keep a lid on it a little and not fall into competing with myself, lifting too hard and incurring another little injury. Deep down I'm an ectomorph trying to look like a mesomorph and I just ain't hard wired for power lifting.
I do think it will improve my riding though. Well-er is better. Engaged is better. Expending energy (having energy to expend?) is better than taking it in (read: beer, donuts, other crap).
Peace
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