unseason

mid November already, where has it gone?
last weekends new bike mishap now seems like a distant nightmare, a mangled mech hanger, an exploded Chorus mech and a chain tying the whole sordid shebang together, I'm over it. the real tragedy was the fact it spoiled a bloody good ride, filthy, wet, hard and exactly the tonic both my mental and physical self was needing, that was the big annoyance.
4 SCX races left and the champs, is it worth it?
this will be written off as a bad riding year for sure, and that's bad not meaning good, fortunately lots of other good stuff has happened so maybe it's a kharma thang, the balance of my life held in place by how much I ride my bike, if this is the case then next year is going to be a big riding year.
i need to rediscover mountain biking but don't know where to look, the bikes are so far fetched and expensive, I'll keep looking. and then there is the preparation, it seems to take ages to get out on a mtb ride and I have good riding on my doorstep, maybe I need a bike break full stop? a holiday perhaps?
the house is taking shape, this of course will be the single biggest life enhancing project I have ever been involved in, that said for the most part I am but a bystander. it'll be good emptying all our boxes of stuff into it though, I'm looking ofrward to unpacking and weeks and weeks of ebay and charity shop frenzy in a valiant attempt to declutter.
been listening to a lot of music mostly in the car and some via the technology of the the podcast, now I have to think about it though; Hospital Records podcast, Fever Ray, Spiritual Jazz, Savath and Savalas, Charlie Mingus, War, The Fiery Furnaces, the list goes on. The randomness of my listening these days in fact is pretty interesting.
the coffee kicks in
laters