Distant Roar

It's hard to believe that I only started heavily riding bicycles less than three years ago. What had always been a  fascination quickly morphed into obsession and borderline addiction. I can definitely say that I was predisposed to the type of disturbing behavior exhibited in the short time that has passed, but living where I live and falling in with a pretty amazing group of people definitely accelerated the process. Pile on the wealth of cycling-related news and analysis outlets, both "official" (see here and here) and "unofficial" (better and more prevalent. see here, here, here, and here to name just a few), and I quickly find myself happily consumed in the culture, nuance, history, intrigue and mythology of all things vélo.


Which brings me to the upcoming weekend. Across the ocean, in Belgium, a lion's roar is building. To the uninitiated, professional road cycling begins and ends with that spin around France that some Texan made mainstream here in the States ten years ago. However, scratch the surface a little bit, and you find a cornucopia of races and storylines that, dare I say, are at least as compelling (and sometimes more) than La Grande Boucle. One such race is the Tour of Flanders.

Manic Monday: Blah

It's been raining here at Daily Honesty headquarters for the past three days, and though the company (the wife and two puppies) has been first class, we're ready to see the sunshine lest we start acting like this guy.

Luckily, it seems that the sun will make an appearance, albeit briefly, for tomorrow night's World Championships, so hopefully our batteries will at least find some sort of a charge. Until then, we're struggling for inspiration and fighting off the Blahs in this gray edition of Manic Monday.

Commonplace

I'm always amused by what we consider normal, blah, or just plain boring. As humans, we quickly lose site of many of the positives in our lives, simply because they're always available. We all grow accustomed to the day-to-day or week-to-week aspects of life that quickly become commonplace, and well, meh...

Here's the kicker, though. Take that everyday, blah thing away for over 5 months, add cold, dark, winter weather and mix thoroughly, and pretty soon you find yourself longing for what was at one point a nuisance.

Manic Monday: $@&%! Is it really Thursday? Edition

Geeze, I'm completely dropping the ball on this whole thing. Not even a week after re(re)-declaring my commitment to keep writing, and I don't even hit the weekly post. Not like I don't have the time on my hands or anything. Sure, there are the myriad everyday hassles of being a hausfrau, but you'd think I could carve out 30 minutes a day to get on here and make something happen.

Anyway, we'll do a pretend rewind to Monday and hit March Madness, rest stop excellence (no, really), and  some other stuff in this week's edition...

Manic Monday: A Back in the Saddle Edition

So, I didn't even notice that last week came and went without even so much as a peep from me. I guess that gives the title Daily Honesty a certain ring of false advertising. Oh well. I guess that means that I was busy, which is both true and a good thing.

So here's to doing better. Appropriately, I had my first big weekend of riding this past weekend, and the sore backside to prove it. Since I'm back in the saddle bikewise, I might as well get back in the saddle with this thing, whatever it is. On to the randomness...