I did it! Survived a year here without a computer of my own. And as soon as the year ran out, succumbed and bought myself a macbook. I love it! Not that I am sufficiently computer-savvy (yet) to appreciate all it can do. But while checking out all the options in the Photo Booth, I realised that the Squeeze feature makes me look disconcertingly like one of my classmates from college.
The summer has gone by. And I spent 6 weekends in a row in New York City. Well, not exactly. More like took a ride on the Metro-North train 6 weekends in a row. Of which, the train broke down twice. Met some interesting people. Paddled a canoe through a pond in someone's backyard in Ridgefield, Connecticut. Saw this quote in an antique shop there...
Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely. But rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming...
"WOW, What a Ride!
'What a ride!' would be a good way to describe the bike tour I did in May, every last mile of it. I loved it. ( I think I can afford to be generous now some 4 months later though being stuck on Staten Island for about 3 hrs didn't seem like a picnic then). I also fell off my bike. And felt ashamed of my biking skills when I later saw a guy whizz past downhill on a bike, airily peeling a banana and chomping on it with gusto. As if that isn't enough, I've started trying to learn how to swim again. It doesn't help that the end of the pool labelled '4.5 feet' is actually at least 5 feet deep. I even managed to move backwards this time, a feat that I had never performed in the past. My target is a triathlon next July, let's see if I end up doing it as a relay with the swimming delegated to someone else, or as a duathlon or if I manage to swim the requisite 1 mile. It doesn't hurt to hope...
I think I shall crawl into bed now and suffer the effects of indulging in a latte at about 8 pm. Fortunately I brought back some new books from the library so hopefully I won't just be staring at the ceiling mulling over all the things I need to do but never get around to doing.
The summer has gone by. And I spent 6 weekends in a row in New York City. Well, not exactly. More like took a ride on the Metro-North train 6 weekends in a row. Of which, the train broke down twice. Met some interesting people. Paddled a canoe through a pond in someone's backyard in Ridgefield, Connecticut. Saw this quote in an antique shop there...
Life is NOT a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely. But rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming...
"WOW, What a Ride!
'What a ride!' would be a good way to describe the bike tour I did in May, every last mile of it. I loved it. ( I think I can afford to be generous now some 4 months later though being stuck on Staten Island for about 3 hrs didn't seem like a picnic then). I also fell off my bike. And felt ashamed of my biking skills when I later saw a guy whizz past downhill on a bike, airily peeling a banana and chomping on it with gusto. As if that isn't enough, I've started trying to learn how to swim again. It doesn't help that the end of the pool labelled '4.5 feet' is actually at least 5 feet deep. I even managed to move backwards this time, a feat that I had never performed in the past. My target is a triathlon next July, let's see if I end up doing it as a relay with the swimming delegated to someone else, or as a duathlon or if I manage to swim the requisite 1 mile. It doesn't hurt to hope...
I think I shall crawl into bed now and suffer the effects of indulging in a latte at about 8 pm. Fortunately I brought back some new books from the library so hopefully I won't just be staring at the ceiling mulling over all the things I need to do but never get around to doing.
