A Temporary Death of Inertia

Packages to the nice FedEx lady (including a kickstand return to Xtracycle)...



To the Home Depot for secret Big Dummy dog project supplies, then 40 pounds of cat litter from the friendly ladies of Whole Pets...


And to the remarkably unfriendly local post office, to pick up a prezzie to me (new bike pedals!)...


Couldn't tell you how many miles. 10? 4? I need to put a cycloputer on this bitch.

Edit: I found the miles. 6. Moi je suis le super-dork.

Edit encore: Add some eggs and soy milk to today's on-Dummy list. This is exactly the type of thing I hate doing with the car: "Ah shit, we need a sprig of dill for this recipe. We'll just run down to the store in our car." The store is half a mile away, but we're almost as lazy as the rest of America. Tonight it was eggs and milk (and dill, in fact). Faster on the bike.

Thinking vs. Doing vs. Thinking

At this point, more than a year later, I'm gonna be honest with you: I'm a shitty blogger.

I'm also a shitty Big Dummy-ist. I'm amazed at how much shit gets in the way of biking, and working on bikes, and writing about bikes. I did a whole season of cyclocross after I last wrote you -- and did it pretty well, too, popping my first podium with a 3rd place a year ago this week. There was that, then a sprained ankle, then a long but apathetic ski season, then this and that and some other things that just made the rest of the last 12 months rather deadened. I did make a building, hey-ho. But the rest of the stuff was a little dead-end. And entirely lacking in Big Dummy.

But I don't know if it's the fall or the lack of cyclocross this year (too lazy in between bouts of being to busy), but I'm back on my BD kick. More is coming. More. Coming. Right now. Today.