I’m sitting in my Dazbog office, where I do all my best thinking, tapping along on my Powerbook. It’s especially fun to hang out in coffee shops when you have a cool Mac.
My new media/social networking/plan for world domination journey continues to carry me along. I’m three years behind the curve and trying to catch up in three weeks. I’m devouring everything I can find. And my head is spinning.
The (information) omnivore’s dilemma: it’s hard to stop exploring and start putting things together. The overwhelm can easily go from exhilarating to discouraging.
Looking forward to a different kind of spinning this weekend; Carol and I are biking up to Estes Park Saturday, via Glen Haven (yes, the dreaded switchbacks). We’ll come back Sunday. We’ve got a room in EP, with a jacuzzi (thank god). I’m looking forward to it; it will be an adventure. In pain. But Ride the Rockies is looming ever larger, and even though yesterday I turned 700 miles in my training (since March), that 93-mile day from Montrose to Crested Butte is visiting me in my dreams.
