So I’ve been thinking about things I’d like to do on a bicycle (No, not that, Cog. ) and I’ve come up with a few goals that are probably doable, but I’ll probably never get around to doing.
- Beat Kent Peterson’s single speed time for the GDR. Now, I’ve never met Kent, but I understand he’s a fairly accomplished cyclist. However, he’s not Superman and sooner or later someone will beat his time. Could it be me? Mebbe. If I work my ass off for the next five years. If Christie actually lets me go. But in all reality it ain’t gonna happen. At least not before someone else does it.
- Join the
I suppose I’ve been like this most of my life. Interests wax and wane with the moon. I’ve never really finished anything my hands and mind started. Dad says I’m a procrastinator, and he’s right. But I’m also a dreamer. And that ain’t so bad, as it keeps me from getting too terribly bored.
If you are a dreamer, come in,
If you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,
A hope-er, a pray-er, a magic bean buyer…
If you’re a pretender, come sit by my fire
For we have some flax-golden tales to spin.
Now for a more realistic goal. Tomorrow I’ll air up the flat tire on the Collegiate and go get a case of beer.