You Do What You Want and Reap What You Sow
I mentioned not very long ago that I prefer doing the treadmill late at night, which is as true now as it was then. However, sometimes we have to put aside what we prefer to make way for what’s best. Man, this bugs me. I am not a morning person. I don’t spend forty minutes dragging my slippered feet around, eyes squinting against the brightness of the day, reaching blindly for a coffee mug, yawning, and scratching my fuzzy robe against my hip. I don’t even own a fuzzy robe. I am quick to wake up, but I am not interested in functioning for a good, oh, I don’t know,…
But Let Me Take You on a Journey
Spring took forever to get here this year. Honestly, it was still snowing in the middle of May. But it’s here now, and we are enjoying as much time outdoors as possible before the sun bakes everything into a crunchy sepia, and the grasshoppers invade. Brian took a week of vacation for his birthday (today, June 01), as he does every year. Initially we planned an annual return to Ten Sleep to camp in the “desert,” where we lived for a bit back in 2014. However, plans change. This year we spent time cleaning up the yard, finally getting the first mow of the year in, getting properly sunburned, and planting…
You Could Have Done Better but I Don’t Mind
This is a product review. I’m going to begin including some of these from time to time, because I tend to link products but never really speak much about them, and because I want to. The product was purchased by me. There are no affiliate links. Nothing is sponsored. If you don’t want to read the review, close your eyes now. This is a Fitbit Charge 3, my third Fitbit tracker. My second was a Charge 2, and my first was a Flex. I’ve loved having them. When my Charge 2 died, I used the Flex until the new one arrived because I desperately didn’t want to lose my step count.…
Not a Sound
Montana’s spring is basically winter-lite. It was still snowing went we went out yesterday, though luckily the storm dissipated before reaching our location. Thankfully, the weather app tells me it should be getting a little warmer now. That means we can finally start properly heading out to explore the world without big wool jackets and survival packs. As I just mentioned, yesterday we packed our bikes, the dogs, forty-seven bottles of water, a few Bobo’s Oat Bars, and headed to some mountains not far from where we live – which is what anyone through the entire western side of Montana can say about mountains, really. Levee, our cattledogshepherdmix, is overly-nourished.…
Blood, Sweat, Tears Make the Pain Taste Sweeter
I started learning to ride a bicycle in second grade. My first bike looked very similar to this one. I’m not absolutely sure it had rainbow stripes, but I wouldn’t be surprised. My stepdad would hold on to the chrome seat handle and steady me as I went along the bumpy hill of the yard at my grandparent’s farmhouse. Then he’d let go, and I’d travel twenty to thirty magnificent feet before falling over. This kept happening. It was discouraging. I couldn’t balance for anything. I believe they put some training wheels on, and I was able to cruise down the gravel driveway a little easier. Then one day, as…
