After a couple of years of putting it off myself (I am a procrastinator), my wife bought me a bicycle trainer for Christmas from the local bike shop. I have always put off getting one myself because trainers are meant for people who either live in colder climates or are afraid of being abducted by a Yeti while riding outside during the winter. I haven’t heard of anyone getting abducted by a Yeti but it could happen. I know they like spicy buffalo wheat thins so they may like cyclists too. Food is scarce in the winter you know.
I’ve got a semi-serious question for you folks. Anyone whose been around road cycling knows that there are some written and unwritten rules out there. I’m talking about stuff like not wearing a pro team jersey (unless you actually raced on the team), wearing a world champ jersey (unless you actually won said world championship) or no attacking on the last stage of the Tour de France. The written rules you can find here.
Thanksgiving Day here in the US marks a day of food, football, and giving of thanks. It also marks the start of the holiday season.
I love eggs. And I like to think they love me. They’ve been a staple of my diet ever since I was a kid and it’s still true today. In fact, I had two hard boiled eggs for breakfast this morning. Over the years eggs (particularly the yolk) has gotten a bad rap for not being good for you. That’s old school logic.
Today I had a regularly scheduled followup appointment with my doctor after having blood drawn last week. You see, I was due to have some of my perscriptions refilled and he wanted to update my lab results before sending the refill order in. I can understand that. It makes perfect sense. It just didn’t go as well as I had hoped.
This time every year most people have come up few resolutions and/or goals to try and change something about themselves during the upcoming year. Creating New Year Resolutions or goals have almost become trivial as almost everyone makes them and almost everyone fails to achieve them. If you’re like me you want to ride more and weigh less. Period. Why is it that so many of us fail to do just that?
2012 had both ups and down. Well, probably more downs than ups (kinda like the stock market). Goals were missed, miles weren’t ridden, and weight wasn’t lost. I’m really starting to sound like a broken record aren’t I?
Today marks the fourth anniversary of Biking to Live. It’s hard for me to believe that this blog actually made it this far before I pulled the plug. Lots of frustration and writer’s block have made me wonder about the merits of keeping this thing going. Every year the domain registration comes due at the beginning of April and I wonder if I should just let it expire. Every year I end up renewing it. Just like this year.