I had a cheat day, and it was glorious. Actually, it was two cheat meals on two different days. This was even better for me because it wasn't like I was running around for 24 straight hours inhaling buttercream icing. The first cheat was on Carey's birthday.
I had my usual breakfast of tea with coconut milk and a protein shake, but I brought Carey ( Read more... )

I changed my own tube and bike tire in the kitchen for the first time today. It took an hour, and now the neighbors must think I have Tourette's. Carey told me afterward that it helps if you stand the bike upside-down. Sigh ( Read more... )

As it looks more and more that I'm not going to be able to afford Columbia, I find myself drinking NYC up as much as I can. This weekend was just about perfect ( Read more... )

Carey's brother's girlfriend was in town on Saturday, and our plan was to ride bikes all around the city. We found out at the last minute that the bike Katherine was going to borrow needed new tubes that she couldn't find, so she just took the subway, and Carey and I rode down to midtown west to meet her. We went to an open studio event of the ( Read more... )

Carey came over last night, and before we settled in for some homemade chili and "The Hurt Locker," we decided to dust off our bikes and take advantage of the spring weather. It was a great bike ride, with no incidents ( Read more... )

Now that Carey has a slick new bike, I can't keep up with him on my old one-speed cruiser. Well, I can pretty much keep up with him, if I get my lungs burning and my muscles screaming and my backside sore as hell ( Read more... )

Hey, Monday! I'd say it's nice to see ya, but I'd be lying ( Read more... )

Last week was the first week that I can even remember (wait...I guess since I was rehearsing for the last aerial show) that I went out and exercised three times in 7 days. I'm a very active person, but my exercise discipline had, of late, taken a very dismal turn. I bought Carey that bike just for him, but now I'm reaping the benefits as well. I ( Read more... )

I am thoroughly satisfied with my weekend. Well, maybe not thoroughly. I did spend a good part of my Friday night doing laundry, which wasn't super duper fun, but it needed to be done. Carey thinks I have way too many clothes, and I'm inclined to agree (I have a full closet of sweaters, sweatshirts, blazers, jackets and coats, a full closet of ( Read more... )

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