Try Not to Get Chills

I did not TT today as planned.  I left the snow and sleet and rain to the hardmen and I followed my gut, which was following my heart, which was following my joy.

I rode my new mountain bike in Forest Park with friends.  Then I went into the darkroom to do some printing. It was a Sunday to rival most, though nothing spectacular happened.

I made choices and honored an inner directive.  My joy came on fat tires and was accompanied by a tight turning radius.  My joy came in high contrast black and white. I developed old, found negatives and made darkroom friends.

I ate buffalo tacos.

Tomorrow I’ll be back at it, hacking away at myself – looking for new edges to visit, new ways to test my will.

When I do, I’ll think of this video.  I found it on my web travels today, and it is just too good not to share.


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  1. New mountain bike!?! yay!

  2. That’s a lot of Lance for you up there. ;-)

    So happy life is treating you well my dear.

  3. Great vid! Inspired I think from this one:

  4. Yay! I’m so pleased you were able to get out on your new fat tires! Can’t wait to see pictures :)

  5. Holy shit. I almost teared up at the end of that video.

  6. Johnny Cash – cool.

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