Yesterday was as lazy as Saturday was ambitious. One may have been result of the other, but I’ll never know because I have no plans to investigate the matter. I’ll simply take each for what they were worth and move on.
I woke early to meet “Burnt Rubber” near our start for next Sunday’s Black Sheep Hash by 8am. After hiking through the woods, having ideas smashed by housing developments and new commercial development things seemed to be falling in to place nicely. I accidentally “found” a steel post which used to hold a retaining fence. Thankfully my jeans took the brunt of the abuse as they suffered a good seven-inch rip, and my inner calf took only a slight hit because of this. My eye wasn’t quite as lucky unfortunately. While following behind “Burnt Rubber” I got hit in the eye with a branch/sapling which snapped back as he passed. I can see out of the eye, there appears to be no swelling, but there is still minor irritation today. After nearly three hours of hiking through the woods things almost worked out perfectly but there are still some loose ends to tie up. Looks like I’ll be headed up to the area at least one more time this week to wrap up my planning. I’m guessing that the over/under for me getting snared is currently set at three; call your bookie, place your bets.
With one long, arduous, task behind me it was time for a good nap before continuing the day’s commitments.
I awoke to get myself (and camera gear) ready for Saturday night’s racing at the Dick Lane Velodrome. I’ve lived in the Atlanta area for nearly fifteen and a half years and, while I’ve heard of the velodrome, had never visited. The velodrome is in scary East Point (Kidding! I’m one to throw stones?), tucked into a neighborhood. I was surprised not only by the sight of the velodrome but also by the large number of people in it that night. The event had a groovy subculture feel to it, kinda what I’d expect if I attended an Atlanta Roller Girls roller derby match. And who knew how many of my worlds would collide?! I knew that I’d know at least one person there as ITP-reader Steve (aka “Fag Pipes”) was the night’s chief official. And then while seeking parking I (figuratively) ran into ITP-reader Michelle. Later in the evening I saw ITP-reader “Martha” and her man Jerry. Also in attendance that night were two of my Flickr contacts — Andy and Chad. The night got a bit weird when I realized that I also sorta knew one of the riders, Darren who is the owner of Decatur’s The Grange Public House which is where Maigh and I hung out last week. Overall the outing was quite fun.
After the races I decided to drop in on ITP-reader “Gentri” who recently purchased a house nearby.
The night ended much later than I expected… which kinda set the table for Sunday.
ITP Flickr Photo
Since Saturday I’ve been thinking “shooting track cycling is hard.”
What I really need to be thinking is “shooting track cycling is frustrating when you’ve not mastered photographing sports.” I shall return.
When I awoke Sunday morning I knew there was no way that I was making it out to either ride (ha!) or photograph the GA400 Hospitality Highway Century. Besides the fact that I was beat, I knew that I had taken at least three hundred photos at the velodrome that I’d have to wade through. Luckily(?) the vast majority of these were completely out of focus and hit the virtual trash been immediately (note to self: You may want to learn how to use your camera gear some day.). I’d say about fifty shots passed the “Ugh, that’s utter shit” test and made it to the second round. Having not eaten much on Saturday (a low-cal breakfast bagel sandwich, two sodas, two beers, and a single serving of oatmeal with honey) my stomach continually inquired about food as I sat and “edited.” As the time passed I forced myself to wait until lunch. I was feeling lazy and wanted to complete separating the wheat from my photography chaff before rewarding myself with food.
Food was found at Decatur’s Raging Burrito, who also happen to now serve Fat Tire on draft (or is it “draught?”).
After returning home from lunch I executed a perfect three-hour nap, which was followed by podcast listening, a short stint of reading, and some television watching as I wondered the whole time just how many times the power would go out due to the evening’s severe thunderstorms (the answer was three).
Recharging My Batteries
I’m all for rechargeable batteries. For the past few years I’ve been using them as much as possible, replacing non-rechargeables with rechargeables as the non-rechargeables die out. When I stepped on to my scale on Friday it greeted me with the “LO” message meaning its batteries were low on charge. Yesterday morning I finally remembered this and took out one of my three charges — each of which recharge at a different speed. I put the batteries into the “two hour” charger and it reported that one of the batteries was malfunctioning. This happens often with this charger (which is why I purchased my second charger) so I took all batteries out and placed them into the “slow” charger. This charger seemed to have no issues with the batteries so I went on my merry way. Twelve hours later the batteries were still charging! I found the owners manual for this charger to read that four batteries at the capacity that I purchased would take about fifteen-seventeen hours (YIKES!) to fully recharge. Guess what, they were still not ready this morning. 🙁 I kept the battery charger plugged in today, and if they are not fully recharged when I return home am calling Shenanigans on this whole “rechargeable batteries are good” theory.
Stats & Goals
Current Mood – anxious, nervous, scared, I feel “behind” and wondering if I’ll ever feel “normal” again
Current Music – KEXP’s “Music That Matters” podcast, the “Northwest Festival Preview” episode
Website Of The Day – I saw this stop-motion animation called Sorry I’m Late on Channel Frederator yesterday and though that it was pretty cool.
Mode Of Transportation To Work – my car
Exercise (b)Log – trail scouting on Saturday
Morning Weigh-In – not performed, no batteries ready
Foot Mileage – ~8 miles, Wheel Mileage – 0 miles
Consecutive Days Of Bed-Making (Longest Streak) – 10 (10)
Vegetarian Days – 0, Carnivorous Days – 12
Marta Rides – 0
– Regain interest in my life
– Not get fired from my job
– Plan and lay a successful Black Sheep hash on July 19th
– Reduce my weight to 190 pounds (today’s weight was 199.5 pounds)
– Completely read the book 1001 Paintings You Must See Before You Die
– Earn at least $150 through photography sales in order to cover the cost for the renewal of the Jalapeño Beach SmugMug account I opened the other day.
– Save $500 for the sole purpose of donating to charitable organizations of my choice
– Attend at least one professional photography workshop
– Continue backing up all data, including the off-site storage
– Become a proficient programmer in Objective-C (iPhone development) and Ruby on Rails (Black Sheep web page concept)
– Do not create a solution for something which is not a problem