Sunday, October 19, 2008
and it was Good
My to-do list was long but the shift from rainy weekday to crisp, clear Fall weekend had me thinking of the road so when Jon emailed about a Sunday ride, I knew I had some unfinished business to do. I finally unpacked and reassembled my bike and was rewarded with a spectacular day along some of my favorite Seattle ride routes - around Mercer Island, then west through Bellevue by way of our no longer very secret Devil's Elbow, south past picketing machinists in front of the Renton Boeing plant, through the Renton airport on Lake Washington's south end, turning north to Seward Park and along the lakefront, climbing up Baker Hill to catch the I-90 bridge bike trail and finish the loop. 40 miles...all good.
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
Turn, Turn, Turn
My teenage idealism was turned on its head many years ago when cancer invaded the lives of a young family who’d become closely entwined with ours. The young couple had a toddler daughter and infant son when cancer took Mark’s life. I remember taking comfort in their song choice for the service. In the decades since, that song comes immediately to mind whenever I feel time or circumstances – happy or sad - spinning out of control.
In the past 24 hours I showered a bride who was in my 1st grade Sunday school class, celebrated my baby’s 21st birthday and learned of three untimely deaths affecting friends and family members. Turn, turn, turn…
In the past 24 hours I showered a bride who was in my 1st grade Sunday school class, celebrated my baby’s 21st birthday and learned of three untimely deaths affecting friends and family members. Turn, turn, turn…
Monday, October 6, 2008
News from Home
Catching up on the hometown news, this from the Police Beat section of the 9/22 edition of the Woodinville Weekly.
Don’t take 25 guys in bicycle pants lightly
A group of around 25 bicyclists were on a ride on a pleasant evening last week in Woodinville.
As they were stopped at a traffic signal, an SUV containing four apparently juvenile subjects pulled up next to them and began to taunt them about their tight pants. At the turn of the light, the bicyclists proceeded down the street.
At this point, the driver of the vehicle pulled in front of them and began brake-checking, forcing the riders to take evasive action to avoid being struck. This continued for a half mile or so, until the vehicle pulled into the parking lot at Wilmot Park. The bicyclists also began to enter the parking lot.
The juveniles exited their vehicle ready for a face-off, but soon, all 25 cyclists arrived and even in their tight pants they apparently presented too much of a challenge to the juveniles, who quickly departed.
The riders reported the incident to police, along with the license plate number. Police will follow up.
Don’t take 25 guys in bicycle pants lightly
A group of around 25 bicyclists were on a ride on a pleasant evening last week in Woodinville.
As they were stopped at a traffic signal, an SUV containing four apparently juvenile subjects pulled up next to them and began to taunt them about their tight pants. At the turn of the light, the bicyclists proceeded down the street.
At this point, the driver of the vehicle pulled in front of them and began brake-checking, forcing the riders to take evasive action to avoid being struck. This continued for a half mile or so, until the vehicle pulled into the parking lot at Wilmot Park. The bicyclists also began to enter the parking lot.
The juveniles exited their vehicle ready for a face-off, but soon, all 25 cyclists arrived and even in their tight pants they apparently presented too much of a challenge to the juveniles, who quickly departed.
The riders reported the incident to police, along with the license plate number. Police will follow up.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Business Trips
Packing…TSA…emergency landing…JFK traffic…unpacking… meetings… train ticket… technical difficulty… subway map…taxi… rain-soaked… keys in trunk…packing… 35,000’ debate… unpacking… empty frig… heat wave… deadlines… jet lag… packing… unplugged… airborne…
Quality time with priceless friends at every stop – so worth it!
Countless thanks to family and friends from the road, gym, church and office who give me exactly what I need to slog through it all.
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