Weekend

It’s a glorious morning in Port Moody, BC. I woke up before sunrise and noticed a the thin layer of frost on the adjacent roofs, and just above, noticed the wispy clouds in the distance starting to glow orange and yellow. The sun will remain low in the sky through this winter day, but high enough to bring warmth to Caryn’s sprouting garden. It’s a beautiful day. And what does the day hold? Some tea no doubt, perhaps in a sunbeam; I’ll sink in to a new book I started called Flow, and then maybe go outside for a walk or run, or perhaps I’ll go for a jaunt on the trials bike. We’ll see, the day is unplanned and open. A little ashtanga yoga is calling, maybe in the afternoon sun? There are many woodworking projects on the go, I need to build a retractable clothes hanger and some vegetable planters for our sundeck, plus I have to build a platform on the top of my truck canopy as an addition to my trials demo set up, and the list goes on. I will have to spend some time on writing a speech on the mental game of riding for the Toronto Bike Show coming up in three weeks, I have so many thoughts and ideas and experiences I want to share on my mind, just have to organize them. Caryn said she’d help me choose a winner for the Trials of Life school contest that just came to a close, tough decision. Well, it’s a beautiful day, I wonder how you will use it, spend it, enjoy it, or pass it? Perhaps it’s already over depending on where you are in the world, and so I hope it was a good one. 

I’m going to go put the kettle on now….