Camp Sheri - Day 3

Camp Sheri - Day 3

My Personal Ornithology

On my back in the early morning

Eyes to the sky heels to the Earth

Pavement cool, in savasana

Waiting to start

In my kit, bike at hand,

Gaggle of readying riders

A conversation I was privy

Left ear song sweet singing tree birds

Right early cackling grackle

Alternating riffs, were they talking?

Does the song bird sound like flowery Italian

Is the grackle speaking German

How do they sound to each other?

Do they hear each other?

Do they listen or tuned in only to others of the same?

We whisk off with so much around us unknown.

To Sugarloaf, to sugarloaf, to climb like a fat hog.

Oh me, oh pain, there is a spreading link in my chain

Clicking, sticking, whenever I torque on the pedals skipping cogs

For over 3 hours on Dewey Robbins

Past the McCain/Palin sign a chill down my spine

The new road so smooth and 3 times I ride past where

The world turned upside down for Ann

And each time CK smiles bigger

We know when my chain is going to pull the trigger

And dump me ass over tea kettle right there

But so gentle I pedaled (what's that Jimi on the stereo now:

"so straight ahead.....")

Sorry Jimi, were my Axles Bold As Love?

Thanks to Sibo it held and got me by the stray gators

Hanging out on the golf course by Chez Fraser

NTC Swim

Back from ride and the amazing Sibo "Johnny on the Spot" had a link and I think we got this crap sorted out (save for a pooched bearing in my new bottom bracket, annoying but deal with it we must). Gave me a few scant minutes to pool and head over to the NTC for an afternoon, outside, sunshine, long course swim. Gentle readers from warmer latitiudes will not comprehend the joy this brings after 6 months of 6amDarkColdNoCaffeineFeedMeSlowDownYouBeastsIcan'tKeepUpAndIamNeverGoingToBeWarmWhatDrillsNoIamTiredDidTheyChangeTheWorkoutIamWayBehindAgainIamKicking swims.

The Miracle Workers e.g. Coaches Barbi and Len have made a few key adjustments to my stroke and am on it trying to adapt. Got 3200 in.

Saint Bill of Belmont

Got back with a little time until happy happy yoga pilaties time and Bill had made dinner, including extra for the hungry little pool piggy. What a guy eh? All that and a coffee addict who was down with watching Episodes 4, 5 and 6 last night. Reminds me of my first meeting with Master Sheri:

MASTER SHERI: Ready, are you? What know you of ready? For eight hundred years have I trained Jedi. My own counsel will I keep on who is to be trained! A Jedi must have the deepest commitment, the most serious mind.
(to the invisible Ben, indicating Luke) This one a long time
have I watched. Never his mind on where he was. Hmm? What he was
doing. Hmph. Adventure. Heh! Excitement. Heh! A Jedi craves not these things.
(turning to BOB) You are reckless!

BOB looks down. He knows it is true.

BEN'S VOICE: So was I, if you'll remember.

MASTER SHERI: He is too old. Yes, too old to begin the training.

BOB thinks he detects a subtle softening in Yoda's voice.

BOB: But I've learned so much.

MASTER SHERI turns her piercing gaze on BOB, as though the Jedi
Master's huge eyes could somehow determine how much the boy
had learned. After a long moment, the she turns toward
where she alone sees Ben.

MASTER SHERI: (sighs) Will he finished what he begins?

BOB: I won't fail you -- I'm not afraid.

MASTER SHERI: (turns slowly toward him) Oh, you will be. You will be.

OK, out to Howie on the Pills tomorrow for a run, back home through the front side of Sugarloaf

{{{{(What iPod? What Fugees?

My posse in the Brooklyn wear the mask.

My crew in the Jersey wear the mask.

Stick up kids doing boogie woogie wear the mask.

Yeah everybody wear da mask but how long will it last.}}}}}}

so I'll work on my track stand, have my smile mask on and hopefully I can sneak in a swim in the VV pool. And oh yeah it might rain tomorrow, hope so, we'll see who really wants to ride :-)

PO,

boB (Bob backwards, whoa that is so like freaky!)