Happy Mother’s Day!
Sunday, 12 May 2013
The world is like a ride in an amusement park. And when you choose to go on it, you think it's real because that's how powerful our minds are. And the ride goes up and down and round and round. It has thrills and chills and it's very brightly coloured, and it's very loud and it's fun, for a while. Some people have been on the ride for a long time, and they begin to question, Is this real, or is this just a ride? And other people have remembered, and they come back to us and they say, Hey, don't worry, don't be afraid, ever, because this is just a ride. And we . . . kill those people.
Monday, 15 April 2013
The horrible events at this year’s Boston Marathon have put me in a melancholy mood, and I turned to MetaFilter to make better sense of the senseless tragedy.
After reading the thousand-or-so comments that came before, I said (in part)
I've been a runner since my first 5-mile run thirty years ago. My happiness is deeply tied with the stress and demands of moving my body across the land using mainly my legs. I know intimately the pain and love running requires and begets.
The people gathered in Boston today to support their friends, the people who strove to bring their bodies across the finish line, the volunteers who gave material and emotional sustenance to people who for the most part are strangers, the cheerers and the curious--these people are my people and I am devastated at what's happened today.
Today, I'm strengthening my commitment to run as far and fast as I can until I can't anymore.
I hope the perpetrators will be brought to justice and that the victims will find peace and solace.
Saturday, 2 March 2013
I'm surprised the last main entry before this one is a note about Steve Jobs’ death. Weird.
Much time has passed since and I am finally beginning to feel I understand some of the contours of this new life outside of academia. I often boggle at my good fortune and am humbled by its challenges and privations. More rarely, I note a small success, a shift or crystallization of things into greater understanding. I can see pieces fitting together.
Having undertaken a fair share of soft and hard reboots, I’ll edge in by noting that yesterday was my first bikeaversary (not recommended practice to increase daily follower rates, I know.»)
That is, the bike I paid Mission Bicycle to build for me was ready for pick up on 29 February 2012.
The changes that simple vehicle has brought to my life are profound. I know extolling the virtues of a bicycle will sound childish to many, but the experience has been transformative. Every time I get out on my bike I’m improving my health, I restrict my carbon footprint, I increase my sense of well-being, I see cool stuff, and I connect with others.» For me it’s the opposite of getting in an automobile (public or private). Looking back over the course of forty years, I realize it's always been this way.
Coming home from work yesterday, I'd finished logging my 471st ride for a total distance of 2441.07 miles, most of those miles done right here in SF.
I love it.
Today I’ll be riding with San Francisco Critical Mass for my third (consecutive) ride. I hope you’ll come, too.
Took this picture yesterday in the middle of my Bay-to-Breakers training run.
Thing is, sublime views like this are a regular thing in SF and every day is a beautiful day.
I’m so glad I’m here. I think you should come, too.