This is so wrong….for so many reasons.
But….this guy looks like he’s having a blast.
Awwwwww, what the heck?
Go for it, dude.
Of course, this isn’t even close to a miracle.
It’s just another machine being fixed in a place you wouldn’t expect would be enough room for a mechanic to do his job.
But….a bicycle is a pretty cool thing.
And it’s really interesting to watch someone getting a bike back “up to speed”.
I have a bike hanging out in the shed that I’m going to do this to soon.
I wonder how long I can have wheels and derailleurs spread around the living room floor?
Maybe I should pick another place to do my restoration?
This is kind of fun.
Happy Sunday!
l liked this video…..
It’s good to see someone else’s shop…cluttered but useful.
Useful….and focused.
I like these videos.
After playing the game of always writing a daily post….something happened yesterday and I forgot to throw something up here.
1447 consecutive days of sitting down and doing something on the blog, and yesterday, I broke that streak.
Almost 4 solid years of never missing a day….and yesterday, I missed one.
Maybe it will be like running.
When I’m running, a day missed gives me the ability to say, “Oh, well….I missed yesterday, and it’s raining again…..maybe I’ll just skip today, too.”
And then….one day skipped turns into two and then three….and I’ve got a different kind of streak going.
The thing about it yesterday was that I just forgot.
I sat down and watched a movie.
Before that, I was working in the yard or walking the dog or putting a child to sleep or….
There’s a million excuses and explanations.
It’s easy to end a streak.
Even if you aren’t trying, it’s easy.
And I’m the only one who noticed the whole thing.
Maybe I’ll do three blog posts today and whip myself with some alder branches to make up for missing yesterday’s post?
Nah…
It’s good nobody was keeping score.
Maybe I could get away with missing a bunch of days?
I spilled my corn nuts the other day rounding a curve….trying to get to the next mailbox on a really heavy Monday.
That’s rough.
I love those corn nuts.
Love them.
Of course, love is too strong a word.
I do have a strong affection for them.
It’s my morning treat right now, and when I’m feeling a little hypoglycemic, it feels good to get some picante corn nuts in my belly.
So when I spill them, it’s a big deal.
Now I have a bunch of corn nuts on the floor of the Mail Jeep to remind me of my loss.
“My Loss”.
It’s funny how I can hype a non-event into something tragic.
Corn nuts don’t even rank in the big picture.
What’s the big deal about losing some corn nuts?
It’s nothing.
I wonder how many other things I should just gloss over and let pass like so many clouds on a windy day?
Man, though….I love those corn nuts.
What a loss.
Norse stuff…..
House stuff…..
If I knew any Norwegian….other than “uffda”….I could tell where this guy was from….maybe…..but, I don’t so I won’t go out on a limb and say that he’s a crazy hippy Norwegian.
Somebody might correct me and say that he’s a crazy hippy Swede, and then where would I be?
The world’s a big place, isn’t it?
Even in our own backyards, the world’s a big place.
How late do I need to stay up?
How early do I need to get up?
Am I some kind of ambulatory vampire…. always running in the dark?
Goofy.
This computer isn’t working right….maybe I need to concentrate on that before I fantasize about running again?
Maybe I just need to get some shoes on and go run between the puddles for a while.
It’s raining here for the first time in a month.
Let it come.
Wet the earth, rain, wet the earth.
I think that it’s about being a good animal.
I think that it’s about getting out into nature and being what we were designed to be.
I think that there is so much more to this whole ball of wax than driving around in a right hand drive Jeep.
But…on the other hand…having a good job where I drive my old Jeep and turn the reggae up as loud as I want is pretty darn cool.
Here’s another video about running.
Yesterday’s post was about “doing” and how just talking about stuff all the time never gets you closer to the doing.
It’s kind of like having a book about doing something doesn’t mean that you understand how to do it.
You just have a book about doing.
I need to build a fire and bring the family and some hot dogs up the hill.
If you’re going to be talking about doing something, at least you’re cooking a hot dog around a campfire while you’re not doing the thing you’re talking about doing.
That feels a little more active.
A short PS….Geoff Roes ran to the point of overtraining and has had difficulty with his running since then. This video was made before that happened. Maybe being a “good animal” is understanding when to rest, too? Competitive running doesn’t really encourage that when you’re pursuing victory, though, I suppose.
His blog can be found here: http://akrunning.blogspot.com/
I’m not running right now.
I guess that I’m too nervous about the new route.
I guess that I make too many excuses.
I read the quote about art today….somewhere….
I think that Goethe said it.
I think that’s what I remember.
Writing about running is kind of like not making art.
If you’re not running….but you have the time to write about it….I guess that it’s kind of the same thing.
Running is so simple.
It’s a beautiful thing for a lot of reasons.
I should get out and run sometime soon.