I am so flippin’ uninspired right now it’s unbelievable. I know some really incredible people (both old friends, and what I hope turns out to be new ones as well), and yet I find myself falling into old patterns, old habits, old modes of thinking.

Sitting on the couch (hmm … maybe I should have left it with Kim), watching TV, drinking soda (I’m trying to decide if I should be drinking alcohol instead).


Cyclocross clinic tomorrow evening at Sugarhouse Park … I’ve gathered all my gear together; now let’s see if it even makes it into the Trooper tomorrow … much less being pulled back out and used.

I’m certainly not even remotely living up to the “flahute” designation …

And I won’t even go into the worst part, since I’m not really sure how to articulate that right now.