• 24-mile ride through the hills of western Rensselaer County yesterday afternoon. Took a route I haven’t used before, made several wrong turns, didn’t quite end up where I wanted to, absolutely baked in the sun, attacked the hills too hard, and had to stop for 10 minutes to make phone calls. Other than the phone calls, had a kick-ass time. Was going to go much longer but it was just too hot for it, by the time I made the loop I wanted I’d have been fighting traffic and I just didn’t want to deal with the cars, so I went with shorter but safer.
  • Have I mentioned how much my iPod rocks? You’re sure? Because I could go on . . .
  • Watched much of “Cool Hand Luke” the other night. Appears that I have never seen it before, which is surprising, because EVERYBODY is in it. Couldn’t stay up for all of it, though — went to bed right after Paul Newman said, “Sometimes nothin’ can be a real cool hand.” Decent flick.
  • I am totally sick of being available 24/7. Just wanted to note that. I want a time when I know I don’t have to have the cell phone with me, and when I don’t have to worry about being in range. I must have been out of range on my bike for three minutes yesterday, tucked into some little valley without cell coverage, and when I popped back out my shoulder started buzzing (keep the cell phone in a shoulder pocket on the Camelbak), and I had three voice mails to deal with. Enough!!
  • It is VERY hot out. Hoping to get that call, the one where wife and kids announce they’re going to the pool and taking a swimsuit for me.
  • No interesting roadkill on the ride yesterday. Sorry, nothing to report. But I could re-tell the turtle joke . . . .

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