Very nice bike, Fredwina.
It was supposed to rain today? I guess it's coming later today. I could have gone a long ride this morning. Instead, I went to the gym and prostrated myself at a step and sculpt class.
Very nice bike, Fredwina.
It was supposed to rain today? I guess it's coming later today. I could have gone a long ride this morning. Instead, I went to the gym and prostrated myself at a step and sculpt class.
2015 Trek Silque SSL
Specialized Oura
2011 Guru Praemio
Specialized Oura
2017 Specialized Ariel Sport
Nice bike Fredwina. We're happy to be your enablers![]()
My property manager is showing the condo at 3'ish. I hope this one
a) likes it and of course he will, what's not to like?
b) can pass the credit/background check
c) has 1st/last/deposit.
Fancy Schmancy Custom Road bike ~ Mondonico Futura Legero
Found on side of the road bike ~ Motobecane Mixte
Gravel bike ~ Salsa Vaya
Favorite bike ~ Soma Buena Vista mixte
Folder ~ Brompton
N+1 ~ My seat on the Rover recumbent tandem
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Wow; I just had a conversation with the administrative assistant in my office about why I left my previous job. As I was explaining it, my blood started to boil again about all of the various reasons that job positively s*cked and how depressed I got in the process. But it's been over 11 years since I left the job. I feel resigned on some level to never being able to get over all of it, but I don't like feeling that way. I'm not asking for suggestions; I just felt like sharing. I know it's something I need to work on with my therapist.
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate your friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
--Mary Anne Radmacher
Indy- You aren't the only one. I think it's something about our profession.Hugs and best wishes!
Most days in life don't stand out, But life's about those days that will...
That makes me feel better. At the time, I felt like such a failure for not having a thicker skin about all of it. When I retell it, it confirms that, no, it really was nuts and I was right to feel very wounded. I love my current job, and I feel like it all worked out of the best, but there's a lot of bitterness left in me.
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate your friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
--Mary Anne Radmacher
Ugh; I must be having one of those days.
So, as I've detailed elsewhere on here, DH and I moved to a small town about 25 miles south of where I used to live in downtown Indy. It's been a hard transition for me, in part, because I've found it darn near impossible to make any friends. It's hard for me to write this because I am normally such a social person, but I don't have a single friend there. Not one. And it's starting to really impact me. Okay....I'm crying now.....
Last week, I ran into a woman that I do know from town. She and I used to work together and were always friendly with one another if not exactly friends. She moved to this town a year before me and had complained of being lonely, too. She had three young children though and we've just never really hooked up.
When I ran into her, she mentioned that she's just signed up for Indy's mini marathon, which is held in May. I mentioned I was running, too, and suggested we run together sometime. She seemed open to that, so I sent her an email afterwards to see about firming something up. I made it clear that I was flexible and recognized that her schedule must be pretty busy with the kids, work, etc.
She finally responded with what basically amounts to thanks but no-thanks. It's just too hard to get away for a run. Now, I'm not really sure how she plans to train for the mini, but whatever. I'm trying really hard not to take it personally, but it just seems like I can't gain any traction in this town. Without kids and without a job in town, I can't seem to get a foot in the door. Anyway, I'm sad about this. Really sad.
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate your friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
--Mary Anne Radmacher
(((Indy))) You have us.
'02 Eddy Merckx Fuga, Selle An Atomica
'85 Eddy Merckx Professional, Selle An Atomica
'10 Soma Double Cross DC, Selle An Atomica
Slacker on wheels.
Indy, I know how you feel. I moved all of 9 miles; I didn't really expect to make new friends, as I didn't have to, as I still live in the same general area. Same doctors, stores, restaurants. Nothing in my life has changed except the location of my house. But... it would be nice to have a tiny bit more of a connection to my town. The people in every little town in MA have their own "thing." Since my kids did not go to high school here (in fact they went to the "opposition" school in the next town) and I continue to go to the synagogue I have been at for 20 years, I have no connections. After 6 years, I've given up. We are friends with the neighbors we share our driveway with, who are what we call "normal," and that's it. We tried going to the Newcomers Club and after one event, we ran out of there. I too, am very social, and it would be nice to always meet new people, but...
A few weeks after we moved here, we went hiking in a local conservation land trail. It's privately owned, by Harvard U., I think, and not a lot of people outside of this town know about it. So, we didn't see the sign that indicated where to park out on the street and we parked in the wrong spot. A woman came up to us and asked if we "were from out of town?" Like, a tourist, you know, those nasty people that contribute thousands toward our economy? This represents how most of the people are. I wanted to reply, yes, I'm a foreigner from 9 miles away, but I held my tongue. Heck, my kids are gone, I don't drive a Prius, and one of my kids (gasp) didn't finish college. And no one went to private school, as do 25% of the kids in this town. And don't ask me about the reaction people had to me when I stated at a community meeting that I could care less if they built affordable housing town homes down the street, as I would be living in one if I wasn't married.
Rant over.
Last edited by Crankin; 11-16-2011 at 12:54 PM.
2015 Trek Silque SSL
Specialized Oura
2011 Guru Praemio
Specialized Oura
2017 Specialized Ariel Sport
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate your friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
--Mary Anne Radmacher
(((Indysteel)))
Sounds a lot like what I went through these last couple years when we were up north. My job prospects were nil up there, and every time I met someone who I seemed to click with, it seemed that they were up and moving elsewhere.
I tried meeting people by taking classes, by volunteering ... you name it. I get what you mean by no traction (With the exception of an awesome knitting group I met towards the end). Some places are just like that, in spite of your best efforts to reach out.
It's their loss if they don't want to get to know you. Even if they don't realize it. I hope you can find a way to cope, I've been there and know how hard it can be.
2014 Bobbin Bramble / Brooks B67
2008 Rodriguez Rainier Mirage / Terry Butterfly Tri Gel
2007 Dahon Speed Pro TT / Biologic Velvet
Thanks for sharing that, Crankin. I really feel like a fish out of water here, politically and personally. This place is VERY conservative and there's not exactly a ton of professional women. And I so miss my friends in Indy. I'd see them more, but it's tough. For instance, if I were to meet up with my old running group, it would require a 70 or so mile roundtrip drive. That's nuts.
I can tell by how easily I cry over this topic that it's just not working. The bottom line is that we're going to have to move St some point if something doesn't give. My job situation is a bit up in the air in that my boss is retiring in a few years. Unfortunately, until it's clear where I might land, I'm afraid I'm stuck. Through therapy, I have learned ways to cope with stuff like this. I'm just going to have to get more creative. In fairness, it took a while to create a life in Indy, too.
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate your friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
--Mary Anne Radmacher
Indy and Crankin - imagine moving across the county
I'm just now getting back into things
I found myself walking the bent almost as much as I was riding it. Probably shouldn't have done (hindsight) or gone with the 7100 (blew the budget out of the water, Probably should have not gotten so many acc.) But what's done is done.
Believe me when I say how much I admire anyone who makes a radical move, either by choice or force. It 's something I have never had the nerve to do. In some ways though, being so close, but not close enough, to my old home has made me feel even more stuck. Instead of moving forward, I have spent a lot of time just pining away for parts of my old life.
Live with intention. Walk to the edge. Listen hard. Practice wellness. Play with abandon. Laugh. Choose with no regret. Continue to learn. Appreciate your friends. Do what you love. Live as if this is all there is.
--Mary Anne Radmacher
'02 Eddy Merckx Fuga, Selle An Atomica
'85 Eddy Merckx Professional, Selle An Atomica
'10 Soma Double Cross DC, Selle An Atomica
Slacker on wheels.