feathered

i am feeling *much* better. i really need to write this down [oh look! i'm doing that right now!]: i need to sleep less, i need to exercise more. the second i go out of balance i hit a downward spiral.

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in retrospect, leaving the dark trance on in the background while i tried to nap for twenty minutes was a mistake. i leave the "which part was the mistake" as an exercise for the reader. i got up, made coffee, dressed and fled; it wasn't until after we'd moved out from the cinemateque that my vision cleared and i started feeling groovy again.

so it turns out that skipper and the sexy new girl didn't work out so well; i rolled with her most of the route and we had some interesting conversations.

also, the photographer i'm friendly with joined us for his first time in many years, and we had stuff to talk about while racing like madmen. i have to say, with the heat and the speed i've definitely worked out tonight ^_^

the end of the route was a surprise birthday party for a kid in the group, and i ducked to grab a beer and (relatively) slowly come home. i'm feeling good.

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i especially enjoyed stopping a guy who was hooting at us, convincing him to roll down his window and explaining to him that not only is it illegal, but pointless too and that we weren't getting in his way on purpose. he calmed down quickly, and i'm hoping that i got through :)