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Cycling class
For several months I’ve been biking to work out. By biking, I mean pedaling on a recumbent bike with a built-in fan and bucket seat in front of 6 tv screens at the Y. I do pedal hard and push myself for 45 minutes and have seen good results, but I kept getting told I should try the cycling class. So I tried the cycling class. Here’s what I learned: 1. I need to wear longer shorts. Flappy breezy running shorts on a bike seat is just wrong. 2. Nalgene bottles are not any easier to drink out of while biking than while hiking. As a person who manages to…
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Things with wings
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Tuesday Snapshots
I pulled out my Canon Rebel t4i this past weekend and can’t seem to put it down. I had forgotten how much fun I have shooting with my camera as opposed to the phone. I added another round of fertilizer and Epsom salts to the tomatoes, and based on the results, I think I have over fertilized. The tomatoes themselves look pretty good, but the leaves have burned edges, spots, and are yellowing. I really hope I’m not dealing with a bacterial/fungal/disease issue, but I will move the tomatoes to a new location next summer to be sure. Instead of focusing on the dead and dying, I’m enjoying capturing the…
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Weekend Snapshots
The weekend still has half a day to go, but it’s currently raining and I’m watching the boys carry around blanket rolls like they are babies, and I’m eyeing the growing pile of laundry in front of the stairs. Matthew and I sat out in front of the bee and butterfly corner of the garden as the storm clouds rolled in. I get antsy in the rain, because most of my summer days are spent outside in the garden or on the deck watching the boys play. I’ve already popped open the back door three times to see if it’s let up enough to walk around outside. Yesterday I lost…
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On falling off the face of the earth
I had never before seen such a vast expanse of bricks. My school prided itself in its endless supply, but it wasn’t in the brickyard that I was first overcome by the feeling. I was walking down the street in front of the health center with its fairly new construction and not yet matured trees. I looked up at the sky and for a moment feared that if gravity were to stop, I would just fly off the face of the earth with nothing to grab a hold of on my way out. I grew up surrounded by mountains, large trees and rolling landscapes, and here on this flat scab…
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Sweet dance moves
I’ve been so slack about writing lately. I figure there is some form of writer’s block holding me back, so here goes an attempt at moving past it. If you’ve read my blog for any length of time, you know I have no shame when it comes to laying out personal struggles with faith and identity, but when it comes to the kids, I’m increasingly tight-lipped about what I write. Right now with summer upon us, they are my world, so there isn’t much else to share. Preschool ended a week ago, and kindergarten ends in another two weeks. I’m desperately trying to slow down time and not wish any of it away.…
