She walked onto the patio like she was walking off her yacht. I was waiting for her at the back of a coffee house overlooking Lake Travis. It was a rainy, lazy day, and she had texted to tell me that she had just awakened from a nap and was running a little late. Dena was sporting a long mane of naturally curly hair (never combed except in the shower), brown with blond highlights), a plaid shirt with a few buttons undone, short shorts and canvas shoes. She gave a cute, shy little wave and then came around to the picnic table to give me a polite but gentle hug. Thus began a fascinating interview, series of calls, texts, emails and a photo shoot that would lead to this profile.Continue reading
Back in May I blogged about a massage in One Fine Day: Free Massage, Bike to Work Day, Deadpool 2. I still have some free passes left so I returned today. And boy did I need it! It may be obvious to those of us who have had massage, not everyone has had a massage. So here’s a little post about massage that you might enjoy, whether you ride a bike or not. The ending is uh, joyful.
Today was one of those days that in retrospect was pretty fine. Not a totally perfect day by all means. Nor just one perfect moment like Anthony’s blog, Today’s Perfect Moment, which you could check out. It was a collection of moments, feelings, experiences, thoughts and more that together were really quite nice. Any day that includes a beautiful stranger rubbing oil on your sore muscles, a hilarious movie, and bikes, well, that’s one fine day. Do you want me to tell you about it? OK, since you insist.
Wandering, Wondering, Writing
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
Yesterday A Dude mentioned some ways to save money, and one of them was to go to massage schools. To save even more money, a foam roller is a great way to keep your muscles limber and it’s free once you buy it. I have owned one of these innocent looking cylinders of pain for a while. But it tends to sit in the corner or hide out under the bed, lonely and neglected. After yesterday’s ride, moving earlier in the week, and another day of wrangling boxes, I was feeling pretty tight. So after a tasty nap next to Buddy the dog and doing my 30′ of yoga (which I’ve been at for over 4 years now), I dragged out the roller to smooth out the rough spots. First I did a little online reading and for those unfamiliar am happy to share what I learned. Let’s get rolling!
Alternate Your Training to Recover and Avoid Burnout
After 2016’s average 100 miles per week of cycling (see 5,306 Miles in 2016: A Dude Abikes’ Year of Bicycling Vigorously), I received some very good advice from bad-ass bicyclist buddy Bryce who rode over 6,000 miles last year, helped A Dude out on part of an 80-mile ride New Year’s Eve of 2016 — while he was sick! — as well has contributed to a number of my charity rides, is activity with Please Be Kind to Cyclists, and organizes their annual Ride of Silence honoring cyclists killed by cars. I don’t remember the exact words, but they were something like:
“Take some time off the bike. If you don’t really miss it, maybe do some other things. If you do, then get back on.”
Sage words indeed. I did that last year, but not this one. Thanks to my depleted iron stores, I’ve been forced to slow down now. Exercise-induced anemia is a real thing, as this scientific extract from the British Journal of General Practice shows. Apparently my “Epic Velocimania” (4,714 miles in 2017) wore me out more than I knew. The week of severe restriction to fruit, nuts and seeds did not help A Dude’s energy. Continue reading