Tuesday, November 25, 2008
Friday, November 21, 2008
16 degrees, 4mph winds, sunny.
Merino tank, thin Patagonia long-sleeve merino base layer, Ibex merino wool jersey, Icebreaker Bodyfit 260 long sleeve, Ibex climawool shell. This was perfect for the conditions.
Perl Izumi lobster ski gloves with thin wool liners. This was perfect.
Ibex ClimaWool pants over medium weight merino wool tights over regular cycling shorts with wind front briefs. This was perfect.
Medium weight wool socks, thin wool liner socks with Lake Winter boots. This was perfect.
Wore my down-hill ski helmet with medium balaclava and my cycling glasses. This was nearly perfect for the ride out but I switched to the light weight balaclava for the ride home.
I’m guessing a 16-18 mph as I was a bit late for the appointment heading out and it just felt good to push a little on the way back.
Rode over my physical therapy appointment in Plymouth. I was only a little sweaty when I got there and was completely dry aft the half hour appointment.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
25-21 degrees, tail leaning cross-wind out, head leaning cross-wind back, night ridesunny with west north west at 11-17 mph.
Merino tank, Ibex merino wool jersey, Icebreaker Bodyfit 260 long sleeve, Ibex climawool shell. This was perfect for the conditions.
Perl Izumi lobster ski gloves. This was pretty close to perfect. Started the trip home with thin wool liners but had to take them as they made it a bit warm for the conditions; reminded me that flexibility is key to winter riding.
Ibex ClimaWool pants over medium weight merino wool tights over regular cycling shorts with wind front briefs. This may have been over kill but I was very comfortable and since I was heading to the bar to meet a work friend, I didn’t want to show up in tights.
Medium weight wool socks with Lake Winter boots. This was perfect.
Wore my down-hill ski helmet with light balaclava and my regular glasses. This was nearly perfect but would have been slightly improved if I had taken the time to put in my contacts so I could have worn my cycling glasses.
I’m guessing a 16-18 mph average for the 7 miles there and about the same for the 9 mile, better neighborhood, ride home. When it’s later evening and dark I tend to avoid the Cedar Lake Trail between downtown and Wirth parkway because it’s very isolated and has had some crime problems and unfortunate vagrant encounters. I haven’t had any big problems but have been approached by folks that made me nervious.
Rode over to the west bank to have a beer with a friend so I knew I would have a couple hours in the bar between trips. I left a little later than planned so I rode a bit harder than I typically do in winter gear and was a bit damp when I arrived. Thanks to the wonders of wool, I didn’t stink and dried completely well before it was time to head home.
Sunday, November 16, 2008
Grief takes time, takes it's own time
We can't control it, not for ourselves, not for anyone.
Nor can we judge how long it takes.
It passes like a hurricane, slow, devastating and ponderous
Or perhaps a tornado, quick and violent.
Time measured against nothing but itself.
Loss visits me again,
Stays as it will, like an unwelcome guest.
On a good day I understand
New only arrives, when old makes way.
On a bad day, I'm wracked with despair and wonder
Why the familiar recedes from my grasp.
My life has been rich with loss
Making way for lives I'd have never known
Loss never gets easier; practice little helps
Still I fear being one who fails to lose,
Sees loss as a terminal state rather than
The manure that powers the next harvest
Sometimes, in fact at this time, now
I feel up to my ears in the manure of loss.
It's putrid, disgusting and as necessary
As the air that I breathe.
I know this, I hate this but
I can't (but want to) live without this.
Science projects in the fridge rot for no purpose,
Serve no good and just get tossed.
Moldy loss, festers in its own juices,
Can't be tossed, stays unbidden,
Unforgiving, unrelenting, unwilling
To help the loser understand.
But losers that accept not knowing, not understanding,
Wallow in their loss, stew in their own juices,
Accept putrification as their destiny,
Truly lose the opportunity to grow, to capture
Future nutrients, life manure, shitty for sure but
No doubt the strength, sinew of life's thread.
I may never understand why those once near
Can no longer appear, to me, dear,
Some not any where, some there never here.
I know loss as my exhale blown to the wind,
Beyond my inhale giving life to my uncharted path.
Just now I am breathless looking for my next giddy inhale.
Friday, November 14, 2008
34 degrees and falling, night ride, strong winds 20-30 mph.
Merino t-shirt, Icebreaker Bodyfit 260 long sleeve, Ibex climawool shell. This was perfect for the conditions.
Perl Izumi lobster ski gloves. This was a bit warm at the beginning but not bad for the return trip.
Craft wind bib tights over regular cycling shorts. This combination was perfect.
Light weight wool socks with Lake Winter boots. This was perfect until the very end when my toes started to get just a bit chilly.
Wore my down-hill ski helmet, light balaclava with my regular glasses since I didn’t take the time to put in my contacts which are required for the cycling glasses. This was also perfect.
I’m guessing a 14-16 mph average. Stress relief ride at the end of a frustrating day. This was my first ride with both my new studded tires (Schwalbe Marathon Studs, 700c – 40) and I am even more impressed with how well they ride. Several miles were on crushed limestone and they rode like normal tires on that.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
27 degrees start to finish, tail wind out, headwind back, sunny with west north west wind at 11-17 mph.
Merino tank, merino t-shirt, Icebreaker Bodyfit 260 long sleeve, Ibex climawool shell. This was perfect for the conditions.
Thin wool liners inside Perl Izumi lobster ski gloves. This was a bit warm for the conditions but not to the point of getting too sweaty.
Craft wind bib tights over cycling liner shorts. This combination was pretty good but regular cycling shorts for the base might have been a little better.
Medium weight wool socks with Lake Winter boots. This was perfect.
Wore my down-hill ski helmet with my regular cycling glasses. Added the light balaclava under the helmet for the return trip as I was facing a headwind. This was also perfect.
I’m guessing a 14-16 mph average. Just a utility ride to pick up my new fenders and test out my new studded tires (Schwalbe Marathon Studs, 700c – 40) which are a vast improvement over the Schwalbe Snow Studs I rode last year.
Friday, November 7, 2008
She stood elegant and beautiful
Graceful through time
Strong through trials
Cheerful through loss
Born in a long past May
In the fertile soil around
Waters of life
Life itself for me
She was for me
Of her am I
Small and helpless she came
Such as she left
But with a strong wake
Fanning out, together apart
Each to our own but all from one
Joined with one
At the center
Our from where
Grey November follows a bright life
Our from where comes here
Apart together, from all
Our then touches now
Rain falls from us, on us
A moment of sun,
A gust of wind
The flower succumbs
We remain, our immovable from where
Is now just the shadow
Elegant and beautiful
Together fanning out apart
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Monday, November 3, 2008
Saturday, November 1, 2008
Merino tank, merino t-shirt, Icebreaker Bodyfit 260 long sleeve, Ibex climawool shell. Should have left off the Icebreaker and just went with armwarmers which I still would have had to remove for the second half of the ride but they would have been easier to stuff into a pocket.
Nike wind-proof cycling gloves to start, regular long finger cycling gloves for the second half. These were perfect.
Ibex wool boxers under Ibex wool cycling shorts with midweight tights. This combination was also perfect.
Wool socks with Lake Winter boots. Perfect at the start but a bit warm for the second half though I would do this again since I don’t think regular cycling shoes with covers would have been enough for the first half.
Light balaclava for the first half under my regular helmet with a helmet cover. This was also perfect.
I’m guessing a 16-18 mph average for about 35 miles with a very long coffee stop in the middle. It wasn’t a ding around ride but there were no real hill hammering or sprints either. I was on my commuter, the Surly Karate Monkey.