Monday, August 20, 2007

Big Yellow Taxi

I came home from work to find Cory bouncing his pen in front of his computer screen because it looked cool.

I tried to ride in the rain today. Fell down and got an awesome little bit of rash on the right hip. I was in my new Sunshine shorts too. What a pity.

Wandered around the MSU campus a bit. I do miss that place a little. Maybe after I graduate I shall go back and work on a computer science degree Just take one course a semester, and when I'm forty I'll have some totally rockin' degree. Of course that'll be about the time computers get outdated.

The Triathlon on Saturday was a real bear. I knew I couldn't swim -- I just hadn' realized how badly I couldn't swim. Honestly. I jumped in the pool, kicked off the wall and then just glided underwater for an eternity thinking "what do I do next? what do I do next?" About that time I ran out of air and proceeded to freak out. Completely killed any ideas of a nice, slow controlled freestyle swim. Ended up dogpaddling the whole stinkin' thing.
After the second lap I crawled on the edge of the pool and just panted in terror. The race director came up and patted me on the back. totally pitiful. After the third lap I was perched on the edge again watching the last swimmer leave the pool. I sighed and told the life guard to hang on, it may be awhile before I got out. ah, it was shameful. Took a whole 18 minutes to swim that thing.
I'm soo going to learn how to swim.

The rest of the course wasn't bad... just painful. The thing I both love and hate about triathlons is that from the time you get out of the pool to the time you quit, you never quit panting. So for an hour my heart was at redline. Which totally rules, and totally blows. Nate and I spent a good portion of Saturday and Sunday sleeping. Recovery, they call it.
Yeah, I'll do another one sometime. But road racing remains my favorite.
[Stats: 63rd out of 221. 6th in 20-24 males. 1:21:15.8]

Been dying to ride my fixie. So I took it downtown tonight. Saw a Jim Farasy at Patton Alley and said hey, and then stopped by mudhouse and harassed some random customers and one of the SBS's owners. Good stuff. Even got some studying in and a long ride home. (I took a detour by August's house to say yo)

Get tomorrow off. I'm really thinking of a century ride. We'll see. there are brief moments where I wish I could just have a day to have fun and not worry about bikes or training on bikes or helping customers ride their bikes. But then I realize how truly lucky I am.

I have to worry about bikes. awwww. life is so tuff.
I Cor 13
Been pondering God's love. You know, the first love. The romantic jealous love of our Lover. And then I'm comparing it to the bitter self-centered love we show to our brother's and sister's in Christ. And how petty we are. And so we pick at them... and we're down on ourselves... and all the while Christ is just longing to call us away to spend time with Him. I dunno. Some of these thought's aren't fully formed. I think Christ is trying to root something out of my life and I'm not entirely sure what it is yet.
Had someone give me the 'career speech'. (As follows: google 'top-paying jobs'. find one you can put up with. do it.) Blah, bleck. Yeah, I may not make as much money doing something I enjoy; but I'd take my fixie and a one-bedroom apartment with a bunch of hapiness over the corporate world's bloated bellies, fake suits, midlife crisis and bored wives. I have too much stuff as it is.

Ahem. I supose one of these days a bunch of kids with poopy diapers will crash my little dream-chasing bachelor's paradise. but until then. I'll keep riding the fixie.
They paved paradise And put up a parking lot. With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swinging hot spot.

took all the trees; Put 'em in a tree museum. And they charged the people A dollar and a half just to see 'em.

Hey farmer, farmer -- Put away that DDT now. Give me spots on my apples, But leave me the birds and the bees, Please!

last nightI heard the screen door slam And a big yellow taxi Took my girl away.

Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got 'till it's gone.
They paved paradise, and put up a parking lot

They paved paradise , and put up a parking lot
-Big Yellow Taxi. Joni Mitchell

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Dwayne da' bathtub, I'm Dwowning.

I love technology. My MSN messenger goes off alerting me to a new email from a colleague. My phone beeps a second later with the same message. It's all too cool. Yeah, I'm too dependent on my stuff. But at least it's cool stuff.

Several months ago I signed up for this Tiger Triathlon. It seemed innocous at the time. A great reason to get into shape. But right now it looms so boringingly. -- a horrible way to torture myself.
The cool thing about bike races is you get to save a little energy. I can tuck in behind somebody when I get tired and recover before I go again. Yeah, usually after a race I have to sit down for a half-hour and recover. But after these individual events I have to go all-out the whole time. A fond, as the French would say. And I usually spend the rest of the day curled up in the fetal position. Ack.

Maybe I'm just ticked because I don't know how to swim.

I love it when random scriptures jump out at a fella'. Like tonight.

I'm the kind of person that wants to give my opinion. I wanna' tell all my brother's and sister's in Christ where they're wrong. Set you guys straight. Keep you close to the Father.
But tonight this really stod out:

And this is the confidence that we have in him, that, if we ask any thing according to his will, he heareth us...If any man see his brother sin a sin which is not unto death, he shall ask, and he shall give him life for them that sin not unto death... (I John 5:14,16)

There's a lot of trivial mistakes we make. little failures. bad habits. But it's not my job to call you on them. It's my job to take you to the Father and let Him grow you the way you grow best.

And too often I forget that.

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Yes! Now Blogger let's you type in Hindi!
No idea what I'm gonna' do with this feature. Now, if it could write in dog, or woman, I'd be impressed. As it is, I shall satify myself with being pointlessly amazed.

येस! नोव ब्लॉगर लेट'एस यू टाईप इन हिंदी!