oh yeah!

I rode 29.2 miles on my bike yesterday. All I needed was an excuse to do it, as it turns out. I was registered for the solvang half century just a few days ago, and though I know it's just two weeks away, something tells me I will start the race and I will finish it. If I can ride 30 miles without going further than the grocery store for almost six months, I know I can go 50 with a few long rides under my belt. Here goes nothin!

the in between

hours after work and still hours until the party. no reason to start getting dressed, yet no reason to start on another project, knowing that Staying Out Late is a big expenditure of energy. it's like the space between breathing in and breathing out. when we're full and ready to move on in a moment. content, and also excited.

outside

It's amazing to me how different it feels to be out in "nature" as opposed to the city.  I forget when I don't get out of the concrete that there exist places where a person can dig a hole or build a beautiful pyre out of found wood to light a fire.  Next thing you know, my friend and I were making up songs in two part harmony.  We get to express our creative selves in other ways in the City, but sometimes it just feels right to use my arms and legs to walk and carry and let my creativity come out in ways other than pen and paper or a cute outfit.

Right?  The Outside reminds us who we are on the Inside.  Or something.  Let's go play!