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"If you can't fly then run, if you can't run the walk, if you can't walk then crawl, but whatever you do you have to keep moving forward."
— Martin Luther King Jr.


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Big purchase

Just purchased my ultralight tent, sleeping bag, and pepper spray for the just in case situations out on the road.

99 days away!


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My Mom's valedictorian speech

Memories. They come so unexpectedly. They seem to hit us at the oddest moments. As Jean Grasso describes it, " a memory is but a dream, too intangable to hold---like a snowflake that has glistened and sparkled, floating gently through the air---only to melt into ice cold water in the palm of your hand leaving no hint of past lacy-whiteness."
But we must not let memories or the desolate ticking of a clock put chains on our experiences; rather we must strike out anew with our learning based on memories, on past experiences. These experiences can work for us, opening wide the door of the future. Charles Kingsley emphasized the importance of doing doing as contrasted with mere dreaming, in his well-known lines: "Do noble deeds, not dream them all day long, and so make life,death, and the vast forever, one grand sweet song."
Our future tasks are many. If man is to survive, he must be prepared to make changes in his way of life. By our deeds perhaps we can help bring about constructive changes in our society, such as those needed in our ecological, sociological, economic, and political systems. We dream of a world made a little better by what we hope will be our noble deeds.
So we will all remember and shed a tear or two and shake a fist at the sky for whatever it is that melts snowflakes, but let us remember, too; it is not time that changes but we who change, both ourselves and those things about us. We are alive today, ready to meet the challanges of tomorrow armed with memories of the past. OUR DAY HAS COME!!!!!


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Riding back home in the Bay with my second family

So I made the great trip back home for super bowl weekend, which was supposed to be a wet weekend, but the big guy upstairs gave us nothing but sunshine! Thank You! It was nice to go out and ride with Dave, Danger, Jj, and katie. Dave decided I need some extra training so he made me carry him up the hills. Luckily he "fired up" the hot tub after our long day out in the bay. We even managed to make it to my old stomping grounds Ohlone College. Love that school, it was the place where I really started to believe in myself. All in all it was a successful training weekend!

Piecing the puzzle together

What makes a great endurance athlete is the ability to absorb potenial embarrassment, and to suffer without complaint. I was discovering that if it was a matter of gritting my teeth, not caring how it looked, and outlasting everybody else, I won. It didn't seem to matter what sport it was--in a straight-ahead, long-distant race, I could beat anybody.
If it was a suffer-fest, I was good at it.




My one true love


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