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Good enough
Oh, this week? It’s been a circus, juggling my full-time gig with way too much travel. You know the drill—yada, yada, yada. I bet you’re rolling your eyes at yet another moan-fest. Trust me, I’m right there with you. Seriously, I’m not even sure who I’m venting to anymore. Sleep’s been on my wish list,…
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Deja-view
I’m up for work, and so far, the lack of exercise this week isn’t sitting well with me. Life gets so hectic when you’re working full-time. Standing there, I felt a mix of emptiness and a spark of adventurous wonder. Another day. Almost a new week. Glancing up, I noticed the sun was on the…
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New week begins
I watched the car turn the corner and waved goodbye, once again. There I was, rooted to the spot, basking in a cocktail of emptiness sprinkled with a dash of adventurous optimism. Ah, the dawn of a new day, the start of another week. Glancing up, I caught the prelude to sunrise, and boy, did…
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Afternoon delights
I got my Nex-5n last week some time but I have been so busy I have not been able to take it out of the box until today. Mo suggested I bring along my camera when we were getting ready to visit downtown Bozeman for some culinary delights. So I grabbed my new device and…
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Tale of three bikes
Man, this new mountain bike is like a siren song, taunting me with knobby tires and the promise of dirt-filled adventures. Problem is, the siren’s got laryngitis courtesy of a surprise snowstorm. Stuck indoors, I’m about as stir-crazy as a squirrel on espresso. So, what’s a restless cyclist to do? Stare longingly at the moon…
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Cold wet slush
The necessity of foot training has become evident, especially with the Grizzlyman Adventure Race looming just weeks away. My training log shows a meager 3 miles on foot in the last four weeks – a clear sign I need to ramp up my foot time. However, that’s not the sole reason for choosing trail running…
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What day is it
The room is dark, so it must still be nighttime. I scrambled to find a light switch and stumbled into my bike. Everything fell over, and the entire episode caused some loud noises. I paused to see if anyone in the apartment building would object. Nothing happened. I found my training plan on the living…
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The future is adventure
I can’t precisely recall how many times I paused to make a decision—perhaps around four times. However, this instance was distinct. I was faced with a snowfield that could be crossed but not before nightfall. In previous situations, glimpses of land ahead fueled my hope to push further, tempting me each time. Plus, I was…
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I am 46: Going on a 50
Yesterday marked the inaugural ride on my new Salsa bike, affectionately nicknamed Gonzales—Gonzo, for short. So, Gonzo and I took a brief jaunt around the urban trails, where I also tackled an isolated leg workout. This exercise proves invaluable for acquainting oneself with a new bike. Trust me, when you’re pedaling up a single-track climb…
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Exhausted future
Again with the travel from Missoula to Bozeman to only have to work 8 hours and then come stumbling into a empty apartment. At first feel I am overcome with joy to finally be home. But as I put my butt on the couch and try to watch Craig Ferguson I am overcome the desire…
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April fools
My birthday is the 3rd, on a Tuesday. I am planning on working remotely so that I can be home to accept a package. So yeah, all my hubbub about giving up photography is all smoke and mirrors. I have decided upon the Sony Nex-5 – http://store.sony.com/p/Black-Alpha-Digital-Camera-Body-NEX-Interchangeable-Lens-Digital-Camera-Body-18-55mm-Zoom-Lens/en/p/NEX5NK/B -. It’s cheap compared to DSLRs, and the…
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Photography out, what is next
2 workouts today. Yes, I am back into that training phase that has be going out for a double training ride separated by 4 hours of recovery. I really pulled it off today too. The last time I was doing these I had a job here in Missoula that was so stressful I never had…
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Life in Bozeman, uh, Missoula… Wait, Where Am I Again?
Here I am, somewhere in Montana, settling into my role at Montana State University. The vibe’s different from last week’s remote work hustle – now, I’m aiming for a blend of productivity and personal time. And, against all odds, I’m knocking tasks out of the park. Just stepped outside for a ride, despite the downpour.…
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No photos for one year
I went to take a photo of a scene during a recent ride and discovered that my camera was not working. I carry a small pocket camera that takes great photos. I also have a DSLR, but it is so big I never take it anywhere. So now I need a new camera. I have…
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Getting through
It is early, and already the sun is hitting upon me so hard I think that it is summer. I decided to take off my coat and all winter-specific gear to stay cool during the next 3 minutes. My first set of intervals was up the US West Trail, and they went quite well. The…
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Missing the race
Could be I’m a tad on the grouchy side today. There’s a fair chance of that, seeing as how during my entire ride, I found myself pining for the solo race I’d ambitiously penciled into my weekend plans. On paper, today seemed ripe for a bike adventure. That’s what I told myself as I bid…
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Life in a yard
So, it’s been another one of those cold, wet days that make you wonder if the sun’s taken a personal day off. This morning, I poked my head out, thinking maybe I’d find some greens to munch on. My spot, just a stone’s throw east of Carriage Way in Missoula, Montana, is something out of…
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A quick and slushy
Returning to Missoula can sometimes feel like walking into a grayscale photograph. Today, the outside world seemed to wear a cloak of grey so dense, I half expected it to weigh me down if I dared to step out. It looked downright unwelcoming, a far cry from an invitation for any sort of activity. Yet,…