I finally had a 'failure to unclip' fall on the bike yesterday- and as predicted, there was a witness. I was coming up to a stop sign after pausing a little further back and didn't realize my left shoe had already clipped in, so when I went to put my left foot on the ground, it didn't move and over I went. Just a little scrape on my knee and a ( Read more... )

I forgot that I hadn't posted since my bike accident last Saturday. I was pulling over to let some cars past and slid in some gravel. Busted myself up pretty badly- I thought I'd broken my arm. Turns out I didn't, but ya'll know how I tend to tough things out; this time I walked up to the horse farm I was near and borrowed a phone, and had N call ( Read more... )

Century ride training is going well. However, after this morning's ride- well, I never believed what the other riders all said about don't wear underwear with your chamois. Today's ride made me a believer. No more undies on rides over thirty minutes. Oh, am I a believer ( Read more... )

So I was wicked and bad today and read Orwell's Animal Farm on the internet instead of working while I was at work. I did do a _little_ bit of work, though, I got some measurements on the tool I'm maintaining and started working on a modified routine to measure something for one of my engineers ( Read more... )

CSA pickups for Berries on Bryan Station start this afternoon. I'm wussing out and driving (I'll claim it was so I can scout out the quality of the pavement in preparation for doing it by bike in the future).

My yard is full of four and five leaf clovers. I like it.

It's too pretty to stay inside and too cold to go outside. N isn't yet awake but will be getting up soon enough that I don't want to go anywhere. In other words I feel restless and whiny! :-D

Has anyone tried to visit my journal page and gotten a float-over flash ad? I didn't realize I was logged out and when I went to my page there it was. OMG, I don't want anything that obnoxious near my writing even if it just babbling. It might be worth paying to end that nonsense. Or maybe just complaining really, really loud.

I am picking up some shifts in a different lab and I am POOPED! The extra money is nice, though.

I'm tired of my house looking like an overgrown dorm room, but I don't know what to do about it. I'm also tired of my hair looking like an overgrown ball of fishing line but I don't know what to do about that either.