Month: August 2016

Which way did it go…?

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Wheel full 70px Well, that’s not a Trek bike in that box in any event.

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Wheel full 70px So, oh momma, can this really be the end?

Wheel full 70px Is it really all over?  Am I headed back to Alaska?  After all that prep, am I done after only riding 60 miles/105 km?

Wheel full 70px Or am I headed for the next level?  Just keep in mind what Treebeard said (in the movie at least):

I always like going South; somehow it feels like going downhill.

Wheel full 70px So, wherever you go, there you are.  And we’ll see where we are in just a few days.

David Edgren

Problem solved!

Wheel full 70px I don’t see my sister Sue (and the rest of her family- great folks all) enough- about once every ten years on average after we went our separate ways on reaching adulthood.  She is the only other person in my life besides my mom (R.I.P. – hi mom!  Miss ‘ya!) who has been conferred the privilege of calling me “Dave” without incurring an annoyed look.

Wheel full 70px So Sue put her mind to helping me deal with the Florida heat…

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Wheel full 70px If you have a favorite brother or sister, call them up right now and tell them how special that they are to you.  I know mine is.

Weigh-In #5 – It must have been the pizza

Wheel full 70px Well, sometimes you just can’t win.  After eating a 1,500 calorie a day low-carb, no fat, no salt, no fun diet in the hospital for much of four days this past week, I gained weight.

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Wheel full 70px I’m up five pounds since last Monday.  I had on street clothes this time while on the scale- a pound extra, maybe- but I’d really hoped to make it in to the 330s.  Maybe this scale, which was in the ER at Bayfront Hospital in Spring Hill, Florida, was off by a bit.  Maybe not.

Wheel full 70px But next week we’ll do it again, and see.