Day and night they never stop saying:
“‘Holy, holy, holy
is the Lord God Almighty,’
who was, and is, and is to come.”
Revelation 4:8 (who is “they”? Check out this description.)
What is the point of puncture-resistant tires if a darn pointy rock can poke a hole in the tire? I ask you. The Schwalbe Marathons Dean hooked me up with were easy to get on and off, and my greatest struggle was spreading out the stays to get the wheel back on the bike (my rack compresses the chain- and seat-stays, so when I take the wheel out, the compress together a little bit and you can’t just slip the wheel back in place). Still, despite fixing the flat, I’d already lost those last 5 warm, rainy, headwindy miles, and that rankles.
Speaking of rankling, I’ve been reading A Tale of Two Cities and although I’m loving Dickens’ prose, I’m so ready for him to GET ON WITH IT! Of course, my friend Rachel is reading Les Miserables, unabridged, and so I’ve really got nothing to complain about when it comes to slow-moving plots. But today I was trying to describe the plot of A Tale of Two Cities to somebody who had never heard of it (Seriously! Education today, I’m telling you — not what it used to be. What do they teach in school these days?! Get off my lawn, you kids!) and I had a difficult time knowing what to say about it. Also I’d already told him I kept falling asleep while reading it, so when I couldn’t even explain the plot very coherently, he didn’t seem convinced that it was actually a good book.
In other news, dinner tonight, assuming I get my act together, is corn chowder. Ian doesn’t like corn chowder, apparently, but I’m making it in the hopes that this recipe will be an exception. I just have to stir my very tired stumps and get cooking. The last few days I’ve felt deeply lethargic, and it’s been an effort to even wash dishes or get out of the house for anything. Sleeping more doesn’t seem to help. I think I need something more constructive than just this Bonney Lake audit report and the endless promise of LCI work for BAW. I’m considering starting a more rigorous training plan as a way of structuring my time, and as part of that, I’ve ordered a heart rate monitor. Now I just have to learn how to use it.