I’ve had a few thoughts that have seem inspired lately, but when I’ve sat down to write about them, they’ve seemed kind of blah.
I’ve done some biking. Monday, Jennifer had a meeting with a client, so I went on a bike ride. I did the ride all the way to Richmond that we had done together. This time I did it alone with my iPod. It was fun, and I did it all in about an hour and a half.
Then Tuesday we biked to Café Gratitude in Berkeley, and I had an amazing vegan chocolate mousse.
Wednesday, I made a quick trip tot eh bank and on the way back became preoccupied with the concept of how the spokes in my bike wheel worked. The subtle ballet of tension and compression. I was determined when I got back to count the spokes and try to work out some sort of calculation on how much force was on each spoke. Then I got home and really didn’t care anymore.
It’s just been that kind of week, I guess.
Today, I am grateful for not being in Kentucky. Tornadoes suck.