Extended Thoughts

Notes from tonight’s race. Managed to finish with the pack. (Taken with instagram)

abbylwatson:

Donut ice cream sandwich. Good lord.

In the pack I lose all sense of my uniqueness. I am not a special little flower, with my bike made specially for me. I am not working on some story, or wrestling with some existental quandary. I just am. (Taken with instagram)

First fire of the year. (Taken with instagram)

Wonder if any other bloggers edit by hand? (Taken with instagram)

billstrickland:

“Optimism,” I said to her, not knowing if it was advice or a warning or an explanation of something. “You stay and stay and stay in the race, especially when it looks hopeless.” We were not talking about racing.

Lust.

abbylwatson:

Albino peacock spotted on my ride home today

Sometimes when I get stuck on a piece of writing I’ll put a hat on. It doesn’t really help, but I do it anyway. Probably because it’s a destraction. Normally it’s a cycling cap. But this was the one near my desk. It’s from some Rodeo shop in Gallop NM. I got it to “fit in” when I was doing field work there. And only after a week of push from my class mates. I have no use for it, but because of the impact that trip had on my life, I’m attached to it always. (Taken with instagram)

We rode bikes today. Which happens all the time for me. But not for her. That’s what made it fun. (Taken with instagram)