Terra Differentia

Hulk is tired today. Trrrrd. This past weekend was a big race weekend and there was a great deal of the pedaling of the bicycles. In general, actually, since TheBigScarySchoolhouse let out, Hulk has been on his bike for hours and hours, watching his legs grow, his torso shrink and his tan lines become ever more ridiculous.

Yesterday Hulk and his teammate Kosher Matt From Boston won a race together (KMFB 1st, Hulk 2nd) with perfect teamwork. It was Hulk's funnest day on his bike in awhile. See picture for fun evidence. The masked man in front is Hulk, winning the field sprint for second place ahead of his charging breakaway companions.



Today, Baby went on one of her grand adventures, up hill and down dale on her very yellow bicycle. Then she parked, and hiked, and dodged bears and Elk, chatted up a genuinely wiley coyote, gave the slip to a gaggle of Japanese tourists and all in all covered about 100k on her bike and a dozen or so on foot. Hulk marvels.... when he is on his bike all day he calls it training and performs all manner of silly ritualistic bits if neurotic athlete self-care. Baby, on the other hand, doesn't seem aware that there is anything unusual about being in a more or less constant state of aerobic activity and therefore just gets on with here day, sans fanfare. Kind of like the way she approaches her gift as a writer.

Hulk and Piggie had earthbound adventures of a different sort today. They began weeding and preparing the community garden plot that Baby signed us up for. Dirt and rakes and plans of Future Family Fun (TM). A happy Piggie and a sleepy Hulk.

And a bit of a rambling post, but that's the way when one hasn't kept up in awhile.

-n&c-