Have you ever seen the movie Saving Silverman? It is a metaphor for a situation in my family.
My brother here who was always a nice guy to me is portrayed by Jason Biggs.
Myself and family portrayed by his goofball friends in the movie.
The woman in his life would be Amanda Peet. The goofball friends make every attempt to befriend Amanda and get rejected. Not only that, she controls and manipulates Jason Biggs. He is not allowed to ever see his friends (in this case my family). There is ALWAYS a reason why she is mad. In real life children may never get to meet Uncle Charly, Aunt Becky, and the other 3 siblings. Their grandparents are so rarely allowed to keep in contact that they are strangers.
Just about everyone has reached out trying to make things better. I spend a lot of time talking it over with upset parents trying to make things better; made direct phone calls, e-mailed to those that can make this better.
Hopefully, his children don't grow up to do the same thing to their parents. Think about that for awhile, "Jason". If you want to talk, you know my contact info. I welcome it. Until then, I will not be quiet.
Like the army. Break'em down only to rebuild them stronger. TGIRW.
So, talking to a Tri Guy we realized we are both on rest weeks. I had always heard if you spend too much time with someone you'll get on the same cycle.
For those of you who try to contact me through Facebook, I apologize. I really do nothing with that except to log on and accept friend requests. Even that is not done that often. Blame my wife, she set it up for me.
Look for more stuff for sale, hopefully later today if milk monster cooperates.
Just me again. I am tired. Lots-o-training and such. Every year that I do the self coaching thing I use the Joe Freil book. Every year I increase my hours a little. I remember my first year following this plan I got tired from my "big" weeks. Now those big weeks are almost what my "rest" weeks are. I am looking forward to next week's rest right now. Monday will be my first rest day since I don't know when. Yesterday's 90 minutes of lifting and core work felt like a huge break. Tommorrow is a going to be a long day on the bike.
Oh, and I am full blown into teaching Studio Cycling now at the RAC. Two classes done without "adult" supervision, one of those this morning. Becky now refers to me as Mr. Spin. It is a good way to get out of the house and integrate my workouts into something I can get paid for.
Kuske, I'll see you for our ride tonight. Now, back to work. Mr. Spin, out.
I was raised in the "hood", self-taught to survive on scraps of old inner tubes and changing bike tires with my teeth. Life is a struggle for me not to be another statistic that so many become after being raised in a caucasion middle class family. I now am a husband, bike mechanic, land lord, stay at home dad, and wannabe mountain bike racer.