Share |

Articles in "Island Life "

It’s not that I couldn’t think of anything better to call it- I just wanted it to sound fun. It could have been a Bicycle Workshop, or a Bike Intensive or even a Two-Wheeled Tutorial. In many ways, it hopes to be all of the above, but mostly it should be fun. As with the old bugaboo of getting back in shape, enjoyment of your exercise regimen of choice is key to being able to stick with it.

I remember how the meaning of words began to change. Valerie- fromV for Vendetta

            Perhaps I was more acutely aware of a vocabulary of time and place because I had just spent the weekend immersed in words. A random occurrence of synchronous events tends to be one of my secret amusements.

It is bicycle racing season, although the only thing most people are hearing about the sport these days are the echoing doping accusations being flung by disgruntled and often disgraced former teammates at cycling legend Lance Armstrong like so much over-cooked pasta, in the hopes that some of it will finally stick.

I have decided to stay back in New Hampshire for another week- there were still a few things that the doing of other events had left undone. It was the participating in these other events that brought me back here. Unlike in the past, where coming here to my parents’ house was usually the obligatory annual visit to check in from across the country and generally set out to set right, on my mother’s terms, what was wrong in the garden.

I sent an email to a friend the other day. It was in response to the recent Island screening of the film the Economics of Happiness and the panel discussion that followed. As it turned out, I had seen the film a while back and had been underwhelmed by it. In the email though, I had promised I would give it a second viewing at some point.