Heart Song

It is that perfect cup of coffee, that first breath you inhale when you step outside, it is taking the moment to stop and appreciate simple things and find joy in them, it is the sound of your breath, your heart beating, it is your heartsong. That inspired me to create the headbadge for my wife's bike.

Sometimes I Never Learn

It happened again after my own math lesson I have managed to rip my chaingaurd off again! URGHHH!
If anybody has a solution for solving this please let me know.
Oh, and Happy Hanukkah for any of my Jewish readers out there.

Puddles and Ponds

I was riding to work, I got to one of the roads I turn down, and....
    When I ride in the wet I don't avoid puddles that often, I don't get wet!
My light is not good, and if it was I don't think it would have helped much.
So splash, the puddle was actually a pond! This body of water slowed me so
much I almost fell. This body of water also managed to soak me right before work, in Converse no less.

Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving!

I am thankful for all who read this blog. 

Here is a Thanksgiving Morning pic from my window, it was gone in a minute, just like most moments in life, so be thankful for them when they are here.

Victor Has Company

I was shocked, the large bike rack at work has been pretty much empty all summer and fall, except today.
Today I noticed another bike, a department store model yet another bike. Whoever rides it must work second shift. They let out at 12:00 AM and no lights so I think that their car broke. Sad but more than likely true.

With all that said here is a pic of tonight.

a little grainy.

Thank You ( Something you don't hear driving )

Cyclists have to share everything, share the road with cars, and paths with pedestrians.

I grew up in a more rural area than the small city I live in now, and never had to contend with any of this.

I remember first moving to Johnstown, and amazed at all the people honking their horns all the time at the intersections. I was very frustrating to me, still is.

Then there is the bike bell, much more pleasant sounding, and more subtle, alerting people of your presence,

instead of blasting a loud noise saying "outta my way jerk."

I found out yesterday and today that people actually appreciate the bell, I always thought of it as an auto horn, 

but alas it is not.

Thank you, thanks for the bell.

How often do hear that driving?

When It Rains, It Pours

Just a friendly math lesson:

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Class dismissed