Thursday, March 24, 2016
Tuesday, March 22, 2016
Saturday, March 12, 2016
The snow is melting in the Methow. Under cloudy skies everything looks black or white; the sky takes care of all the shades in between. My task is to get in some saddle time. 28mm wide Sectours look as thin as razor blades after a winter of fat biking.
Skiers have had a long season. Locals can wait a couple days and savor some excellent conditions. On this less than ideal day the roads and snow trails are almost deserted. I ride the secondary roads until the pave is overtaken with snow and I wisely turn around. The I head up NF 37 retracing a portion of the Winthrop Fondo.
Speaking of Fondos...... The Gravel Fondo season gets underway next weekend. Right now the forecast is for warm and dry. Of course we shall see but it affords at least a few days hope that the biblical misery of last year won't be repeated.
Thursday, March 10, 2016
Sunday, March 6, 2016
Thursday, March 3, 2016
As you know it is perfectly acceptable to donate an organ to a relative. If you cross the compatibility threshold you can donate to a friend and everyone cheers you on. But donate to someone who is willing to pay for an organ and suddenly everyone gets excited about the loss of your organ.
The war wagon has been on its last legs and the conversation on organ harvesting got me curious. A few discrete phone calls to one of my medical friends and I was undergoing all expense paid blood tests.
My blood type is nothing special but when they found a match that person was pretty excited about my left kidney. In the business world they call a person with that level of excitement "motivated." His need was more urgent than my need for money so I was able to be slightly coy and we ended up finding an arrangement that was mutually beneficial.
I was able to get some time off of work and the surgery went well. There was a bonus if my kidney and the recipient "hit it off."
The final payment was received yesterday and our days in the war wagon are numbered.
I test drove a car the other day and the salesman tried to highlight the lumbar support but it pushed against the incision and I let out an F-bomb. He was trying to make a sale so he let it pass but I still feel bad about it.
Where there is a will there is a way. The only issue is no coffee for a while..........