A Day in The Life
Posted by mattcrane | Filed under Uncategorized
Man, I’m just going to have to start rambling until I latch onto something to say; try as I might no sparks of inspiration have flared up in my imagination lately. My day has so far been a pleasing, if routine one. I awoke and made my customary bagel egg sandwich and double espresso for breakfast, the former dabbled with hot sauce, the coffee with a shake of sugar. Following reading, but not responding to a bunch of emails, I pick up my book for a bout of escape from a day not yet an hour old.
Digested and fully awake, I lay out clothes for today’s ride, which will be a light 2 hours. It is 58 degrees, which is a nice departure from the days prior where the temperature has been in the 40’s. Yes, I realize these are fairly balmy temperatures for December in North America, but moving to a warm climate makes one soft. I make no apologies for this, as sacrifices are made in other arenas for the sake of only wearing shorts, undershirt, short sleeve jersey, long sleeve jersey, leg warmers and beanie on a day such as this one.
I make a small adjustment to my left cleat over a small espresso, again with sugar. Then I roll out to ride, and immediately everything feels better aligned thanks to the new modification. This sets the tone for what starts out and ends up being a really pleasing day out. My left leg now lining up the way I would like it to, I spin comfortably out to Orr School road and turn left, then shortly left again on 335, and then left once more before lightly tapping out Jackson River Road all the way back in.
Cruising back towards town, I realize that I will only have 1:35 for the whole endeavor, and despite today being an easy day, I am enjoying myself enough that I decide to extend things by taking a detour into downtown on the way home, mainly with the vague idea of catching furtive Lycra appreciatory glances from female students, who at this point are almost certainly tearing their hair out over finals, the stress of which will soon be missed once taxes, death, money, identity, and the general realization of life’s continuous misery, etc, are found to be snapping at their daydreams and dreams. -cough- -ahem-
Few pleasing specimens were to be observed, save a sorority girl type on her cellphone at the crosswalk babbling pathological nonsense about her desire for a grilled cheese sandwich. I was too busy trying to get her to notice that I was doing a one handed track stand to figure out how it all ended up. If she has it coming to her, I hope she got that sandwich.
Now at home, I do my usual post ride routine of eat, stretch, shower, eat before sitting down to write this. As you can see, my life and schedule is a chaotic mess. Later tonight, I’ll finish movie #1 before making dinner and eating it in front of movie #2, followed by reading and bed. It’s all written on the big daily calender.
Reading this back to myself, I realize that there are many people who could not justify such a mundane existence. Not my words, I don’t find it mundane in the least. But still, it all seems a bit pedestrian and almost slackerish if you want to take a certain mindset. Regardless, I find it peaceful, fulfilling, and very healthy for my self development to have such simple daily goals and tasks. Soon I need to get a moonlighting gig, so I guess I’ll enjoy this while it lasts.
On that note, does anyone want to pay me money to apply my various random talents and skills at performing a task or service I will execute with tenacity, care, and aplomb? And live in the Athens area? Just asking…
Anyway, I figured that once I got that first sentence out I’d start rambling enough to write a decent bit. In first grade I got sent to the principal for talking too much. Also, I think I made Tim Johnson lose his marbles ever so slightly one time back this summer when he had to room with me. Anyway, true to form, I have prattled sufficiently to now need to shut up, which is exactly what I’m about to do.
Later
Crane
