A week goes by

I hardly notice the passing of time. I crunch 40 hours into a 4 day work week and spend the next 3 in recovery. I'm just lazy. The real problem is I need to better manage my time. It used to be that I spent money and time in DSW stores buying the cutest pair of high heels I could find. I dont think much about shoes anymore outside of their waterproof, slip proof durability. How well will these hold on slippery rocks? Whats the best price to pay for something that will breath, and move with me?

My foray into biking over this weekend ended quickly with a look at the forecast. Unfortunaltey freezing cold air and frigid rain is not my cup of adventure - yet. Baby steps. I'm staring at a very green landscape outside my door, with the worst icey drops of precip everywhere. I just can't bring myself to do it.

Now what? I have errands to run...I guess I could do that.

Monday, I'm either going hiking in the Berkshires or Biking in Central MA. Not sure which. Unfortunately, I have to deal with Easter tomorrow - so one whole nice summerish day forecasted that I'll be forced to spend in doors. Could be worse...I could be working all day. Thank G-d for Monday....never thought i'd be saying that.

I feel bad for my bike. Its been sitting in the barn all winter, collecting cobwebs, against the back wall. If my bike could have feelings, it would feel rejected - poor thing.

However...I spent last Saturday enjoying the bright outdoors. Not looking for something more than a casual stroll...thats exactly what I did. I strolled. Casually. On a very nice trail hike.

One of the many state parks near by my home, has plenty of very ridable trails. I didnt have the bike bug biting me last week, so i was content to take a 2 hour walk through the woods. The only thing I didnt enjoy about it was the volume of people. You wouldnt be able to tell from my pictures - because I made a point to avoid other people when snapping them - but there were people everywhere. The portion of the trail above, I snapped a picture of for the only reason being that I was actually ALONE here. I stopped walking and just kinda stood there for a good 5 minutes, taking in the feeling of being, alone.

Mike Horn said it best: "Being alone gives you the freedom of choice, the freedom of thought, a moment to have bold ideas." (Outside Magazine, April 2009, p38).

That is why I like to day dream about solo hikes across the Anapurna Circut, and New Guiana, accompanying nomads across the Moroccan desert, or just solo biketreks through the Berkshires, bivy's and backpacking across the AT - sure, there are other people there, but things like that lead to the quiet moments and days where you really are on your own. I dont want to shy at the thought of gearing up for a weekend in Utah, or a bike tour across the Britsh Columbia coast line.

So many people's worlds only extend as far as a city can reach, as far as the paved road goes. I say, reject the pavement, and go where man isnt.