I'm not about to go on a 25,000 word rant...
And yet, here I am again.
In our modern, truncated world of social media and short attention spans, here I still am.
I won't get into my disenfranchisement with social media... because I still put stuff out there, just not on "the big one." I prefer Instagram. It feeds Twitter. Twitter is visible here, on the right (look, look!). Yeah, follow that, instead. Far fewer words, far more pictures, far more subtext; which is sorta my style anyways. Subtext. Subtext on everything. The point I've learned from all of this writing for years and years is that perhaps the subtext should remain unspoken. I've spent a lot of time here trying to convey it, but it remains very intangible. It's a look between friends, the vague colors of a landscape at dawn, or the moments behind the perceived motion caused by lines blurred by too-long of a camera exposure. It's the long pauses, the spaces between the words, and the impulsive chortle of agreement that sneaks past your breath when something resonates.
The sun may be setting on this little project of mine, if for no other reason than a complete and utter lack of available time. The sensations and subtext, however, are indeed available at least once per week on Instagram ... @rusadude. Just go do it ... (please, and thank you) ... and then go for a ride, for cripes-sake. THAT is where "it" happens ... not here.
...for now... here's a few that didn't make the feed (but likely should have and may still) from the last few randonneuring adventures. Yeah, it's a "streak" again... time to go for R-12 #6. Why not?
|Part of the experience are the murals of artist Jim Stukey, which can be found in Le Roy and Gridley, KS. along the route. Sadly, the one in Gridley was on a building which was recently razed (unsure why), but this one (in Le Roy) survives.|
Similar to last year, yet this time not really wrapped up in a competition -- possibly, and rightfully, due to some backlash from the Strava-heavy nature of last year's National Bike Challenge and the practical motivation of the challenge compared to what it turned into -- I decided to try again on a solid, summer-long streak of commutes to work. After all, that's sorta what I'm supposed to be doing anyways; it's what I prefer. I don't like who I am when I drive, not really a fan of other drivers, and my personal and mental health are more important to me than saving a handful of minutes transporting myself to and from wherever I happen to go. So, there's a good streak happening there, also. Feels pretty good; you should try it!
|And if we hadn't hung out in Centerville, we wouldn't have met "rando-cat."|
Adding to the fun of the July ride, I elected to ride to and from the ride start in Paola, adding about 50 miles to the day and capping off the month nicely.
And I feel a little old... sometimes.
I remember the 10th Anniversary RUSA ride back in 2008. I remember it being brutally, brutally hot. I remember it being a pretty good day, and I have the medal.
This time, the 20th Anniversary RUSA ride, for 2018... yes... new faces, old faces; new bikes, old bikes... it was great!
|Happy Anniversary, RUSA! See you in 2028... or 2023... will there be a 25th Anniversary medal?|
Who knows ... let's just ride it.
More to come, yes... but in smaller chunks like this.
We have a good streak going... stay tuned! Oh, and seriously... look for me on Instagram for the rest of the story.
As always, thank you for reading!
Let's go ride.... allez, allez!