The Seattle to Portland Bike Classic
Nov. 3rd, 2018 07:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mallorys_cameraEleanor B. called to ask me whether I wanted to do the Seattle to Portland Bike Classic with her next summer.
I told her that wasn’t happening—I haven’t actually been on a bike since I left Ithaca in 2012 and do not even currently own a bike. But that I might be up for doing it in 2020.
Assuming my by-then-68-year-old body could stand up to a 200-mile ride with lots o’ hills (though no major steeps), I’d have to train. I’d probably have to join a gym! I’ve actually been toying with the idea of signing up with Mike Arteaga’s anyway—bit more expensive than Planet Fitness but awesome facility and lots of free, free, free classes, including yoga, which I’ve kind of decided I need to start doing ‘cause I’m so not flexible anymore.
I’d have to buy a decent road bike.
And I’d probably have to buy a new car because a bike won’t fit in the car I have now, and I can’t really ride around here—too many cars going too fast on twisty hills. I’d be road kill.
Anyway, food for thought.
And it motivated me to hop on the elliptical machine where I lasted for exactly 22 minutes.
My Fitbit congratulated me!
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Else?
I did very little yesterday.
And was more-or-less content doing it.
I’m finishing up that last batch of finance articles for that (relatively) high-paying client so need to start snorting around for revenue to replace that income.
I’m almost finished with the RTT art installation.
I’m slowly becoming proficient in WordPress.
I was very solitary. Which often provokes self-pity—everyone in the world is surrounded by family and friends except me-e-e-e-e!—but didn’t yesterday.
In fact, I found myself feeling sorry for all those other people, surrounded by voices clamoring demands, needs, requests. Whereas I can do anything my little heart desires!
Within reason, of course.
I told her that wasn’t happening—I haven’t actually been on a bike since I left Ithaca in 2012 and do not even currently own a bike. But that I might be up for doing it in 2020.
Assuming my by-then-68-year-old body could stand up to a 200-mile ride with lots o’ hills (though no major steeps), I’d have to train. I’d probably have to join a gym! I’ve actually been toying with the idea of signing up with Mike Arteaga’s anyway—bit more expensive than Planet Fitness but awesome facility and lots of free, free, free classes, including yoga, which I’ve kind of decided I need to start doing ‘cause I’m so not flexible anymore.
I’d have to buy a decent road bike.
And I’d probably have to buy a new car because a bike won’t fit in the car I have now, and I can’t really ride around here—too many cars going too fast on twisty hills. I’d be road kill.
Anyway, food for thought.
And it motivated me to hop on the elliptical machine where I lasted for exactly 22 minutes.
My Fitbit congratulated me!
###
Else?
I did very little yesterday.
And was more-or-less content doing it.
I’m finishing up that last batch of finance articles for that (relatively) high-paying client so need to start snorting around for revenue to replace that income.
I’m almost finished with the RTT art installation.
I’m slowly becoming proficient in WordPress.
I was very solitary. Which often provokes self-pity—everyone in the world is surrounded by family and friends except me-e-e-e-e!—but didn’t yesterday.
In fact, I found myself feeling sorry for all those other people, surrounded by voices clamoring demands, needs, requests. Whereas I can do anything my little heart desires!
Within reason, of course.
