Since the Sunshine State is too hot for comfort, I hit the high road for my dad’s house in Western North Carolina and it’s so cool, I plan on staying until I make the big move to Syracuse in June.
This morning, I went for a jog up and down the mountain and was just trying to survive along with my rap music when it struck me. The chorus went something like this: “Got a crib that’s so tight. Got a view that’s just right. Got neighbors that’s so nice. Wanna spend the night?” I smiled through the excruciating pain in my lungs. Well, there are no neighbors here, which is nice, but yes, he might literally have to make me go home.
Here’s a cool column from Chris Carmichael on the Pearl Izumi site. I live for Pearl Izumi; they’re the makers of the world’s best monkey butt saver, AKA seriously padded spandex.
Carmichael trains world class athletes on overcoming the challenges of exercise, and he came up with a list of remedies for everything from battling blisters to fighting a cold. Good stuff.
Another story about a Wisconsin teenager pushing the limits, because if you never fail, you will never succeed.
“Speed’s cool,” Ronnie Renner said, “But to me, it’s all about going high.”
Oh, yeah. Heaven on Earth.