I made the mistake of attempting to adjust the front derailleur on my bike and managed to screw the thing up entireley. So off I went to find a bike shop to fix my mess under the auspices of a tune-up. I found myself frustrated by the lead times at most places — everyone seemed annoyed at my maintenance request and brushed me off by claiming their techs wouldn’t be able to even look at the bike for at least a week.

Then I found these guys: South Bay Bicycles. I took the bike in on a Sunday afternoon and picked it up the following evening. I can’t remember my bike performing this well, and to top it off the tune-up was $25 cheaper than The Other Guys. Kudos to the men in the big banana yellow building.

Yesterday I celebrated with a 2+ hour ride. I’ve been exploring greater distances and found my way to Paradise Hills. The emphasis there is on the Hills. One of the great things about biking in San Diego is the plethora of hills. Big hills, sissy hills, hills that climb on rocks. Now that I’m finally getting back into shape I’ve been able to attack them with authority.

Today, however, I’m paying the price. I suddenly am aware of the many stairs in the world.

As an internet-savvy maven of teh intarw3bz, I have been known to peruse and post on bulletin boards here and there. While one should expect bulletin board posts to be rife with examples of poor grammar and spelling, there is one commonly substituted homonym that I find completely annoying: the use of “Here, here!” to emphasize agreement with another post.

Folks, it’s “Hear, hear!” Read all about it here, here, and here.

Such an hoity-toity exclamation should be used correctly, or not at all.

Of course, by posting this, I now open myself up to the critique of English editors across the land.

Don’t ask me how I came across this blog because I won’t tell you. It’s irrelevant anyway so just give up now.

This blog really puts me to shame. It dances that fine line between purpose and daily anectdote. Despite the shortcomings of my male perspective, I admire the author’s intellect, wit, and charming use of language.

So without further ado, here is a linktastic linkety linky link to blog.iblamethepatriarchy.com.

Haven’t posted for awhile, not much going on. Or I suppose there are things going on but nothing befitting public broadcast. Once again I’m in a “why bother” funk about blogging, but this one’s lasted much longer than the rest.

So this entry shall be about health.

In May I consumed my last beer for awhile, so I guess that’s news. I don’t know whether I’m an alcoholic, I probably am, but suffice it to say that waking up feeling like crap gets old. Now I feel like crap when I wake up just because I’m getting old. And that’s all I have to say about that.

I’ve been bicycling a bit, doing the weekend warrior routine. I’ve got a route that’s about 9 miles with some decent elevation changes, with an optional add-on circuit for an additional 7 miles and a 2nd go at a punishing uphill climb. I was a little distressed at the beginning of 2006 when my weight began to breach the 170 mark and this weekend it finally went under 160 for a couple of days. Of course there is some slush for water weight and I’m back slightly over 160 again. Would like to be back at 150, I consider that my “fighting weight.” Of course I’m a pacificist so whatever that means.

See look what I told you. Bejeezus this is boring stuff.