View From the Bushes

I decided last night that it was time for me to try a canyon. Of course rather than just driving to the mouth of the canyon and biking from there I rode from my house, which is in the valley floor, to the mouth, which is up on the bench. Using my US Geo map in my cube I figure just getting to the mouth I gained 540 feet over about 3.5 miles, which makes the slope just about 3%. Pretty tame as hills go, but when you're overweight, horribly out of shape, and a cryer, like me, that right there is enough to wipe you out.

I knew I didn't have the time or the energy to make it to the top of the canyon, but I really wanted to make it past the really nasty hill near the bottom, which I did. After that I decided to see how far I could get in an hour (from my house) and then use that as a benchmark for the next time I went up the canyon. Despite my pathetic performance, I wasn't passed by any joggers, though I did get passed by quite a few mountain bikes, which is almost as embarrassing. I guess I still have a long way to go...

I was watching "The Royal Tenenbaums" the other day and it once again struck me how much I like that show. I hesitate to give anything a #1 ranking because it's so dependent on mood and genre, but I may have to tentatively give that title to the Tenenbaums. Interestingly enoughn yesterday there was an article which argued that Wes Anderson has been improperly credited as the genius behind those movies, when in actuality it was Owen Wilson who should get most of the credit. I really like Owen Wilson, so I have no problem with that. I think he would have to be my favorite comedic actor (see, there I go again, declaring something the best...)

Less sleepy than yesterday
Ross