Not knowing what to say...

I really don't know what to write about. This seems to have become a pointless activity. This was my diary of the preparation for the first Florida Safari. I used it to put down some random thoughts. Now I just don't have much to say. Mike and Mitzi got married lately. I really hope this one is the ONE for Mike. Bev and I ride a lot now. By the time we hit the anniversary of the 1st Tandem, we will have racked up over 3800 miles for the year. It helped her lose weight and add muscle. Our riding and weight loss has inspired a few folks to become riders. I once thought that my 50 lbs of weight loss was significant but Chris H. lost 100 lbs and Darrel B. lost 150! If you get into cycling, the weight loss will come. Sara will be moving into her apartment by this weekend. There will be lots of growing for her to experience by being out on her own. I have lately forgotten to focus on the positives. I've been down in the dumps part of the time but I'll try to get out of them soon.

Effigy of Grief

Effigies are used in grieving by providing a tangible representation of what has been lost, allowing a mourner to connect with who or what they've lost , which can help with the process of acceptance and emotional expression, particularly when the loss is sudden or traumatic; they can be used to focus grief and memories around a physical likeness, offering a sense of continued presence even in their absence

Spock

Spock is my favorite character in all fiction. A character who bridged the gap between two worlds and faced disdain from each. Who strove for excellence and exemplified strength, character, intelligence, and control. His nearly emotionless demeanor was a perfect foil for those who would attempt to intimidate or insult him. It was a style I would endeavor to imitate to thwart those attempting to insult, demean, or scare me in my own young life. I bought this little figure to remind me to guard against letting my defenses down and allowing emotional hurt to strike me. But I doubt my recollection of Spock will work for me again. It was the last gift from my past. Perhaps I will find another reservoir of strength.

Island Walk

I always try to help Rachael with Hubbard/Rockford if asked. They had me down for 3 days but at last minute asked for the other day. Work at Rockford is slow so working isn't hard, but not following my usual routine tired me out a bit. I still had some work I could take care of up in Cullman. Some bushhog work and other little items but the high temps held me back a bit. I did ride my bike a little and got in some of my walking in addition to some chores. Max needed to be delivered to Charlotte, SC for his drum major camp. I volunteered to take him. I was glad to be able to perform this chore for him but the long trip up and back combined with extra heavy traffic in the Atlanta are, which extended to within 30 miles of Alabama, combined to really tire me out. There had been a problem with my left rear wisdom tooth for over a year, so I decided I should get it taken care of before I wound up isolated somewhere in PEI. The extraction didn't appear to be problematic until just be...

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