LIFE

Sleepless

These past few days found me bedridden with a busted gut. Naturally I’ve rested pretty heavily. Full nights of sleep each day topped off with a nap for good measure, I was hoping for a speedy return. Instead I got restless. I remember as a kid, spooked by a nightmare running to my parents room …

Making of a ritual

In college I worked weekends at Kinko’s helping folks make copies. Being in the heart of the city’s university area we got a veritable crowd of customers: New York designer pomps, humble tenured professors, self-loathing graduate understudies, shrew-handed panhandlers and so on. My favorite was older folks; Kind, patient and with a penchant for speaking …

Straight illin’

This past week I managed to bag myself a lovely summer cold.  Nothing better than being sick as a dog when the season’s at its peak and you’re fighting off the chills while sweating it out in the heat and humidity.  But being sick isn’t all bad if you take care of yourself. Coming down …

Rule #6

For the uninitiated, many moons ago a cycling blog, Velominati, began assembling an extensive list of of rules they deem the complete canon of cycling etiquette. “The Rules” are uncanny in that they’re at the same time funny, poignant and casually inspiring for any self-proclaimed cyclist. I don’t need to go into the full list …

Pt. 3 – The Climb

I set out at sunrise, making sure to eat enough to get me going without having to puke. Today was going to be big. I’ve done climbing before and I’ve done distance. But this was different. The route showed 135km roughly to the pass, increasingly steep as the road wound higher up the mountain. I …