Here it is, the 12th post out of 12, chronicling the number of miles these legs and this butt have pedaled in a month. You may be thinking (or maybe not) “Hey, this is a day early!! There is still time to ride more!” Nope, tomorrow (or today when this posts) is New Years Eve. Michelle and I will be spending it together, maybe going to Woodinville after work, and then home for some wine together before the drunks and nuts get on the road!
That means today is it! And it has been a very strange December for us! First off we’ve had almost NO rain at all! Its unheard of around here not to have serous and multi day rain sessions in December. And sure enough this weekend, I heard the use of the D word (drought). This will bear some watching…
Anyone who reads 10,000 miles even semi-regularly knows that at the end of each month I do a “Racking up the Miles” post to let the world (or as many people who want to read the blog) know just how far I have pedaled in the last 30 days. Tomorrow, as it will be the last ride of the month, and the year for that matter, I will being doing the same thing for December. That will make 12 full months in row I have done so.
Now I will tell you, these are NOT my most well read posts. Shoot, there have been times that my Racking up posts have had less than 10 readers. Reading about the miles just isn’t all that exciting I guess. In fact, the only time it ever had a decent readership is when i posted it with this picture from comicon:
So a SMART blogger might think, “HEY, maybe, just maybe, I should stop writing these posts.”
OK, we all know how busy things get around the holidays. Shopping, people coming over, getting ready for people coming over, kids opening presents, visiting Michelle’s mom. Yep for 2 people who like to keep it quiet and restful, the last month has been go go go!
Then of course my COUGS were in a bowl game. We had to watch that! (I still have nightmares of that game) and our Seahawks will be in the playoffs! Gotta watch them too! I think I can safely say that there has been something going on at least one if not both days of the most recent weekends.
As of this Christmas, I have had a Kindle for 3 years. Michelle got it for me, and it has turned into one of my most used and loved presents ever. I am an avid reader. If I sit, or in line, or have a spare minute or two, I am reading one book or another.
I wasn’t sure how much I would use the Kindle instead of a “real” book when I got it, but since I opened it 3 years ago, I MIGHT have read 5 paper books. All the rest were Ebooks
What I like the most is the ease in having more than one book going at a time. I currently have a fantasy novel, a literary classic, and a science book all going, as well as slogging my way through the Bible (3 years running, and I am almost 70% of the way done, NOBODY tell me how it ends!
This morning I decided it was time to get things moving again. As happens each year, as the holidays come closer, and we get busier, the working out dwindles. Luckily, this year, with the bike commuting, I have been able to keep the miles under my belt. Once a week I also have the boxing class which literally kicks my but, especially when I box Jill the Spitfire.
However other types of exercise go by the wayside. Today, after dropping off some stuff in my locker down on level 2, I decided it was time to start taking the stairs. So up I went.
In the past, both Michelle and I have had folks in our lives that have said we are hard to buy gifts for. I think I am prettier easy as a matter of fact, mainly because I really don’t go looking for gifts. I can easily vouch for Michelle, she is VERY simple to shop for.
Add to it in this day and age of iPads, smart phones and wireless, the searching for, and buying of said gifts can be done in seconds, with the other person being non the wiser. Which is why one of Michelle’s stocking stuffers was this:
This will post Christmas day so I want to make it short as we will all be busy. I’ve share this photo before, but it just fits the occasion.
Somehow, when I was just a tike, Santa knew that I would never stop riding. He knew that I would always love the freedom of two wheels, the adventure of the next turn, the magic of a long downhill ride, and the challenge of a long climb.
He knew someday I would worry about being old and would need a time machine. That one item, that when used, would teleport me back to the days of the past. Waking up, grabbing the bike, and riding till we got hungry. Scarfing food, and getting back in the saddle again.
He knew someday a 5-year-old would grow up and become Mountainstroh, a guy who will ride anywhere, in any weather, and have a blast while doing it.
Who knows what I would be if he hadn’t come through? I don’t wanna know. I just want to say “Thanks Mom! I mean Santa!” for the most meaningful and important present I could ever have gotten as a kid!