Monday, October 25, 2010

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.