The term ‘boondoggle’ was first introduced to me when I was 22 years old. I know, how did I make it so far in life? Then I lived some years and some trips that I… Read More »If you think you know what a boondoggle is, think again
The cast has been removed! This is really great news. However, I don’t know how it’s possible but his arm smells worse without the rancid thing. This type of break is susceptible to re-break. Like,… Read More »Gator got your tongue?
The kids have invented a few words. Most kids do. We have adapted them into our every day language. Because some of them are just too good to let go. ‘Imposterous’ I believe was first… Read More »New words, new hats, new wheels
Finish a race on the same bike I began has never crossed my mind as being a race day goal. Now it is. As you recall, I had a bike failure a few weeks ago… Read More »Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice, buy me a new bike
This weekend is a self-inflicted double header. My failed race a few weeks ago meant my running for the Kinetic Cup was in jeopardy. If you don’t know what the Kinetic Cup is, then shame.… Read More »Race day tomorrow for all the biscuits
What you need to know, is that summer break didn’t end when it was supposed to, because of Hurricane Debby. Instead of a Thursday start to the school year we had to wait for a… Read More »From broken bones to broken spirits; another bad day
Last week there was no blog. Uproar! The masses were irate! Where is the blog? How could you not write something? There was just nothing worth writing, I whined. Nothing happened last week. We were… Read More »Lesson learned: Don’t skip a post
Sometimes I’m in a very chipper mood when I approach the finish line. Not always. Sometimes. The past few races I have, despite one being incredibly hot and the other a DNF (I was able… Read More »Don’t let a girl beat you and please lock portapotty doors
It was the one race the kids could actually attend. The one race with all logistics aligned for competition, tear-down, visiting friends, seeing family…and the one race when my bike decided enough was enough. 5… Read More »Don’t throw the squeaky bike in the woods