thinking about.....

I haven't posted in 10 days. What the heck have I been doing? It seems that my focus got kind of blurred. It's like trying to read with one eye. It works for a while and then things are hard to see.

 The  weekend of the fouth of July kind of got awaty from me. I ran in the Fireball Moonlight 5K and got beat by my training partner. That has never happened before and it generated quite a bit of corespondence among  peers in my running group. I wrote a few e-mails and had to post to the local track club message board. The message board was a hoot it seems that not everyone thought that the race was run up to the standards of years past and it generated an insane number of posts and readers. I had to put my 2 cents worth. It seems as though I raised the ire of some members and had support from others. Anonymous posting gives one the ability to practice a few styles that, unless you are writing a novel in the third person you wouldn't really want to have hanging around your blog.

 I am trying to find a job and it takes a few hours each day searching and responding on line. I also want to write food blogs and fitness blogs. It is just hard for me to get motivated. I have written the same piece in my mind about ten times. Or at least thats the way it seems. Procrastinate.. and  just do it. I don't want to fail and that always makes it hard to start. Being judged is always hard for anyone.

I made some sushi the other day and created a new dish-new to me any way. I made nigiri sushi with roasted veggies on top. The best one was the  roasted baby peppers turned insideout over the rice. I almost looked like a fish. Of course I also made California rolls for my wife. I used a new tool to cut the veggies. The carrots and cucumber were painless with my new julienne peeler. I usually use a mandolin or hand cut the thin slices.

 I crashed my bike on the bike trail the other day . I was just getting it a little too hard in the part where it twists and turns next to the creek. Th asphalt was kind of green and down I went. I rode it out on my hip and the palm of my glove. I skinned my elbow and got a raspberry on my hip. It didn't mess up my bike or tear my shorts. I'm lucky. Lamar was right behind me and managed to get around me without riding up my back. He said I just disappeared and all he could hear was "oh @#$%!, oh @#$%!,oh @#$%!". We finished the ride , ten more miles.

 I'm working on a bike to ride to the grocery store without cleat pedals. I almost have it together. It just needs tires and racks. The tires are in the shed and I'm in here writing.