Just checking in with a hello.
Here on Long Island, we were treated to 2 feet of snow when the storm Juno came rolling through town last week. Last night we received a few more inches of fluff which are now being followed up with freezing rain. Temperatures are set to drop into the teens tonight. My whole world is turning in to a block of ice.
This is probably the point where someone will chime in that I could (should?) be riding the Ural around. But, I just haven’t felt like it. ::shrug:: I’ve been keeping myself plenty busy doing other things.
Doing “Other Things”
Did you know there was stuff to do besides riding motorcycles? 😉 Lately I’ve been shoveling, running and riding my fat bike.
Sunday was the last 5K for our local park Winter Run Series. Though I can run any time I want to, I always enjoy running an event. I’m kinda sad that’s over. The Summer Run Series of 8 races doesn’t start until June. That’s practically 300 years from now.
It probably won’t be a shock but I’m not a fast runner, but I’m steady and committed. When I first started running I was 39 years old, crazy pudgy, completely embarrassed and not sure if I could do it at all. My first weeks at it had me huffing and puffing, unable to run for 1 solid minute. Pretty sad, huh? But I kept trying and fell in to a routine. Now I’m about to turn 41 in a minute and I’ve come a lot further than I ever imagined I could. I just registered for my first half marathon. Who says you can’t teach an old dog new tricks?
For the past few weeks I’ve also been reading and checking out podcasts about meditation. In my never ending quest to chill the fuck out, I’ve been listening to the soothing sounds of a lady who I’m sure has hairy armpits leading me down to the path to relaxation. Last week I think I might have had a breakthrough in thinking about nothing. Either that or I fell asleep.
Planning on not Planning was the Plan
Even though I thought that maybe making plans wasn’t the thing to do, I’ve been daydreaming up a storm about all the places that I’d like to go this year. Will I follow through on them? Well, that will probably be a mixed bag of yes and no.
Lately I have had these crazy fantasies about riding to work on Fridays with my top box packed with little more than a couple maps, a toothbrush and clean underpants. Then when it’s time to slide down the dinosaur at quittin’ time, I’d just sail off to points west of here. Which is pretty much everywhere. Then I’d saunter home on Sunday feeling like a shiny new penny with glorious tales of the road. That could just be a fantasy, indeed. But those fantasy-seeds have a nice way of turning into flowers sometimes.
I’d like to ride through more of rural Pennsylvania this year. It would be terrific if anyone had any routes, loops or suggestions of places to visit. I’m all ears. I’d like to wander the two-laners in the Keystone State.
Six More Weeks of Winter
Our pal Punxsutawney Phil is predicting 6 more weeks of winter. Maybe I’ll roll the Ural out, maybe I won’t. Maybe I’ll just spend the next few weeks continuing to stuff my brain full of unplanned plans. Who knows?
What have you been up to lately?
Stay warm and be happy, friends.