Sometimes I get tired of working and I head home. Sometime last week I blew my front bike tire. I patched it over the weekend, but the patch did not hold. I've since replaced the tube, and so yesterday I took off in the afternoon to ride up to Shoreline Park. After watching the windsurfers whip around on the winds for a while, I rolled on back, and had a nutritious dinner of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich with baked potatoes. Jessica called and said she was at the Tied House, which is by work, so after finishing off my taters I drove back by Tied House, let her buy me a beer, and we commiserated.
Haven't seen Jessica since the VA Christmas Party. She'd just signed a big big deal with a company you've likely seen on TV lately.
And I rolled back by work. Don't recall if I got much done.
Today, come around two or three PM I just wasn't feeling motivated to put nose to grindstone. Saddle up and ride the Steven's Creek Trail up to Shoreline. It is a good ride past the Microsoft Hotmail campus, and running toward the Bay I tend to get a strong head wind. Today, the cafe at Sunset Park was open and I had myself their Texas Burger special, and rode back, easier because I get the nice tail wind going away from the bay.
It is the good life, no?
I like riding along the trail because there are things to look at. The land itself, the grasses. Squirrels skitter across the trail, and this weekend I saw me a jackrabbit. And the birds ... I don't know for birds but we've got ducks, this black, white-billed duck-lookin' critter, cranes, and yesterday I stopped to watch what I think is called a Kingfisher standing at the foot of a shallow waterfall, watching intently for a meal to float past so he could pluck it from the water.
I don't know that there are fish in Steven's Creek, and I could identify with this poor guy waiting patiently for the object of his desire to float by ... but will it?
Meanwhile, as I roll along the trail, there are any variety of folk rolling along on bikes or blades, or on their two feet, going for a leisurely stroll or a run. Some of them are hotties, so like I say, plenty to look at, either way you cut it.
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