Monday, October 25, 2010

Blogs are dead.

Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Night lights

Last night was the very first night that we stayed at our new place on the mountain. The spoiled pooch and I rolled up to the front door after dark to deposit the last few items from our old place and to settle in. From behind I hear "Hey Warren!"...I spin around to notice three fellow mountain bikers, two of which I know as friends, rolling up toward The Virginia Pine Trail on a night ride! The two of them were showing off our awesome local trails to a new Roanoker. So freakin' cool.

Yea, I think we're gonna like the new place.

Tuesday, October 12, 2010

All I can do is wait...

I am a man without a country. I have two houses (one I'm selling and one that I'm buying) that are toatally empty. Pookie and I have been sleeping on the floor of our empty house on camping pads in our sleeping bags. I haven't cooked a meal in six days. Life is completely out of balance.

I know it is temporary. I keep thinking ahead to the very near future when we will be living in a house with a trailhead less than 100 yards from my front door.

Thursday, October 07, 2010


Moving is a self-inflicted man-made disaster. Life keeps going all around you, but every ounce of your energy is focused on abandoning one place for another.

Riding a bicycle is non-existent. I brush my hand along the stem of a bicycle as I walk by and say "I remember you. We'll be together soon". Like some long-lost love.

Fitness? There is no trace of remaining fitness. How could I tell if I haven't been on a bike for weeks?

It'll all be behind us soon enough. Just like in baseball, hockey, football...there's always next year.