NOTE: Occasionally, I write in Spanish, although not perfectly. To translate this blog, look for a program on the internet that will do it for you. Apologies for already not having this installed.
NOTICIA: De vez en cuando, escribo en espanol, pero no perfectament. Para traducir este blog, busca en programa en el internet lo que puede hacerla para usted. Desculpe que ya no tengo este disponible ahorita.
Despues de tantas millas, mucho eferto, sangre, sudor y lagrimas, lo hice! Monte mi bicicleta por 2,000 millas, o 3218 kilometros en los primeros seis meses del ano 2018. Fue dificil, pero vale la pena hacerlo. Especialmente porque mi objetivo original era 1,500 millas. En este momento, no me siento diferente que ayer, ni sentire muy diferente manana, imagino. Pero es en hecho en mi viaje como biciclista, otro premio que me da a mi mismo. Quisiera agradecer a la Academia, como se dicen en los Oscars. Ahora es un buen tiempo revisar mi trabajo en las dos ruedas, y refleccionar a donde voy las seis meses que vienen.
April 4, 2018 marks 50 years from when The Reverend Doctor Martin Luther King Junior was assassinated by a racist.Imagine how different the world might be if he were allowed to live. The movement to end the US war on Vietnam, the Poor People’s Campaign, the overall condition of African-Americans in the US, and many more were issues he advanced, making life better for all of us; they all could have progressed further much had he not been killed.
How much more could he have accomplished? Lives saved? Dignity restored? Barriers broken down? It breaks my heart to think these thoughts and to write these words. As well it should. We lost a true American hero that day. But to cheer us up, here is a picture of him on a bicycle a year before his death, yes, riding a bicycle on Fire Island. A Dude can link ANYTHING to bicycling.
Today was one of those days when I just couldn’t even. I had to have a nap or was going to fall over. Later I managed a short ride to the post office and library, and then walked home. Something feels like it has been out of kilter for a while, more than just low iron. I won’t go into the whole thing but whatever it is is annoying and troublesome. Maybe the community health safety net will figure it out and heal me. Ha ha ha ha ha! Continue reading →
As usual on book writing days, I’m posting photographs, for now at least. I hope you like them! Although I biked a total of 21 miles, I called this Small Saturday, taking off from the huge Mexican TV Show, Gigantic Saturday (Sabado Gigante). As always, you can access my bicycle riding stats, maps and other photos on the A Dude Abikes Strava feed. If you’re on Strava, you’re welcome to please follow me there as well as here. Thank you for visiting my blog! Y’all come back now, ya’ hea! (A common Texanism.) Continue reading →
Good news! I just saved a bunch of money on car insurance! That’s because I don’t have a car! There is more in the good news department, according an article on Gizmodo,“A Lifetime of Cycling Keeps the Immune System Young, Study Finds.” First published in Aging Cell, the study tested older people who were active and inactive, as well as inactive young people. The immune systems of what the scientists called “non-elite older individuals (master cyclists)” and the younger sedentary ones were similar. Hey I like the sound of that, “master cyclist!”
I’m beginning to wonder if posting photos on my book-writing days is worthwhile. It steals focus from my last written post. But it’s nice to have something posted every day. Some people put up one picture, a 17-word haiku or even less than that, and that’s it. Plus I like sharing photos and snippets of my day for those who are interested. But it’s hard to tell what interests you, Dear Reader. Continue reading →
It was a dark and rainy morning. After a late night re-creating my blog that the crappy wifi connection ate (I’ve since installed a wifi extender), I awoke to thunder and lightning. So I padded over to the toilet, the one that is inside the shower stall, Asian-style. Job done, I stumbled back to the cubby hole that my bed is in, drew the curtains, and slept as long as I could. I dreamt vividly, but of what is now shrouded in the folds of my hippocampus. Which always sounds like a university for hippopotamuses. Or hippopotami, to use the correct Latin. I awoke in a foul mood.
Today was another day of walking, yoga, and writing, as well as biking to an appointment and a movie. Since every Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday and Sunday for now) are book writing days, I’m normally just posting a few photos. But I cain’t quit you, WordPress! So here are a few tidbits. Continue reading →
Dale Thele is an author. If there’s one thing I took away from the very generous amount of time we spent together at a coffee shop today, is that to think of oneself as an author (or writer, if you prefer), is important. No, it does not make you good, or increase your chances of publication.
But, thinking of oneself that way is one key to behaving that way. Writers write, right? (Do authors auth?) Luckily, I took away alot more than that one thing, and as Dale was happy to share them with me, he’s happy for me to share them with all 168 of my followers and any new visitors.