We’ve been in the process of getting a wonderful new roommate (who also enjoys cooking) and things have been kind of a whirlwind around the house lately. The sheer amount of stuff in our kitchen alone has pretty much doubled. Almost none of it is unnecessary, so we are taking on the task of sorting and dividing as needed. Eventually we are going to install some extra shelves on the wall to help pick up some of the slack. For now, there are boxes stacked and tucked away underneath chairs and the dining room table.

I went through a kind of personal funk over the last few weeks on top of that. Stress of work and life sometimes adds up like that. I think I’m back on track though. Sorry to anyone that had to deal with it.

I’ve been working on a pretty major overhaul of a website, and taking on no fewer than 5 major projects at my full time job. Nothing has a strict deadline, but I don’t enjoy having everything weigh in on me at once. I’m getting close to the end of a few of those goals though, so I feel the slack ease a little.

Every day I seem to get distracted by some “what’s next” possibility. This is almost always related to bicycling (huge surprise). Paris-Brest-Paris’s official announcement was released last week and it has been on everyone’s mind and lips lately. They also put up an official time countdown on their website, in case you were wondering how many ‘jours’ were left until the ride.

On that note, Jane and I have taken up learning French finally. We’ve been talking about it for a while now. It probably isn’t totally necessary, but it will be nice to know some basics for when I’m lost and delirious in some small French village in the middle of the night. I’m guessing a new language will be about as easy as trying to do math in my head at 1am on these rides. I get pretty excited whenever I learn a new food reference. Regardless of how far I get on the course, you had better believe I’m going to know how to ask for food and beer.

I took on the training ride last week and snapped a picture or two, but it was pretty much pissing rain the entire day up until the last 5 minutes before I got home. Somehow I forgot to bring my shoe covers, so I was spinning in tiny puddles all day. Still, it was good to get out for a legitimate ride with other people again. I felt pretty solid all day. There may be hope for me yet.

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