Troublemaker

Three more weeks......awesome.

W.B.Z.N.

Redemption Song

My heart is healed. No evidence of clotting issues. No evidence of protein deficiency.

I have been a good inmate. Give me the envelope with my shit in it and open the fucking gate.

W.B.Z.N.

uNDER cONTROL

Sometimes you just have to marvel at how talented your kids are.

W.B.Z.N.

Just Take Your Medicine

Eight more boxes and then I am free....or not. It's a cliffhanger. Believe me when I say, I am really looking forward to the finale. I hope I have a role for the spring riding season.

I'm gonna give my shoulder a test drive tomorrow. I injured it swimming and have been out of the pool for a few weeks. It doesn't hurt, but I am aware there is weirdness. If it hurts, I plan to ramp up the walks and trainer, which I have also abandoned, in this latest crisis of faith.

Getting off the thinners is the goal, and brings with it a certain amount of anxiety. I have to wait a month and get re-tested for blood issues. Thinners suck, you can't ride mountain bikes on them, but they keep you from having strokes. Getting off would be great, provided I am healthy. During that month, I will feel like I am looking for a gas leak with a lighter.

Like all things scary, the concept is usually worse than the reality. The waiting is the hardest part. I have figured out how to navigate my little routine here at Shawshank. I always dreamed of getting out, but now I am afraid to leave.


At the very least I will get to do some riding for that month. Light, non technical, less radical riding than I would like, but riding none the less. I will use my furlough well. I promise.


W.B.Z.N.

Love You Like A Ball and Chain

I am not really going to write until this God forsaken year is in the books. 2010 can go smoke rope, for all I care. I have but two meager resolutions:
1. I promise not to imagine what a persons head would look like on a spike after they say to me: "Maybe you should slow down".
2. To get on a bike in some capacity.

Happy New Year.... BASTARDS!!
See ya after the ball drops.

W.B.Z.N.

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

W.B.Z.N.