How many bloggers have blogged about motivation? If I had a penny for every time some blogger thought I wanted to read about their lack of motivation, or their desire to get motivated, I could ruin a laundromat full of dryers.
It’s just so tired, and so am I. My woman is out of town so there is too much bed. It is hard to sleep with my flank unguarded and two animals staring and plotting against me telepathically. It is psychological warfare and I am not equipped for that.
The weather is softening, and the new bike is a joy, but the effort to get it took a toll on all involved. Schedules were disrupted, rides were missed. It is a carbon fiber velveteen rabbit, and not yet a real bike.
The only way to make a bike real is to love it, and the only way to love it is to suffer in its saddle.
I’m glad I’m not a bike. I prefer that no one suffer in my saddle.
shock collars fit on people too
Tazo Awake Black China Tea.
So the new bike is money spent on assurance of suffering. Hmmm. Might I interest you in a magic skateboard while we’re at it?? 😉
You make suffering sound like a bad thing.
Too bad I wasn’t onto your preference for suffering when you were, say, two years old. 😉
“All we have to see is that I don’t belong to you and you don’t belong to me…. Freedom…………”