As for the blog, I've bitched and moaned, even recently, of having little to say, poca novedad. That said, without the biking blogosphere, I wouldn't gotten to read and swap cycling stories with the likes of Dave, Doug, Michael, Chris, or Pete. Reading normal people do both normal and extraordinary things on the bike is motivating, so I have to do my part, just because.
School/work is *very* busy, as it is for many people. My "adventure" bike time has really shrunken, but I've also been lazy ("the funk"?), so that's something to be mindful of. To be mindful, another thing to be mindful of. To not shovel sugary garbage down my pie hole, something to be mindful of. Gotta fight it. So onto the bike somehow, and to treat those around me with a sense of decency, however edgy I might be.
maybe not many blogs, but blogs none-the-less, about the two-wheeled world.
p.s. I don't think I posted this, but I bet it's the first RBW ever locked up at Oxmoor Mall. It's not exactly a RBW kinda' place. Never know, though.