I’ve just returned from what I hope will be a weekly (or near-weekly) bike ride with Lyra in the Lower Seymour Conservation Forest. It was awesome – she fell asleep for the first half of the ride, which was fine. We got up near Rice Lake, where she woke up and we found a group of moms and their toddlers (the same age as Lyra) hanging out in a pretty gazebo (I was happy to not face the Gazebo alone.) She spent some time playing with the other kids and their toys, and I sat on a bench and introduced myself to the other moms. Mostly I just felt out of place though… I never did do well in so-called normal groups of women talking about mom things.
Otherwise, though, we have a lovely bike ride through the woods. I’m so tempted to go back and do it tomorrow, or maybe Sunday while Adam’s riding Fromme. Perhaps we can work it out so I drop him off and head over to the LSCR with Lyra. Hmm, that might just work.
I feel awesome, and the weather was gorgeous, and the route I took was just fantastic. I can’t wait to get out there and do it again.
You can see our route and speed and all that fun stuff because I tracked it all with my phone.
Lately I’ve been feeling angry more often than I usually do. considering the fact that it normally takes a lot to try my patience, I guess that means it doesn’t take a lot to be more often than usual… For instance, my phone (on which i am typing this) has suddenly stopped autocompleting words and making the first letter of my sentences uppercase. it’s making me angry. Expect typos in this entry. [Edited to fix all the typos and lower-case letters – they made me crazy.]
Some of my rage is probably a little bit justified, at least, but most of it seems pretty irrational. Maybe I’m burnt out on work, and I definitely don’t get enough sleep or exercise. I should probably make an effort to remedy these things. I am for exercise, at least… will be on my bike more now that the weather is getting nicer.
I’m also feeling totally ready for a change of location. North Vancouver is awesome in many ways, but i feel ready to try someplace new.
The crazy thing is, I’ve lived in the same apartment for nearly five and a half years. That’s the second longest I have ever lived anywhere in my entire life (the longest was seven years in Iroquois, Ontario as a teenager). I feel like it’s an accomplishment to put down roots in one home for this long… but I am definitely restless.
Maybe it’s just this restlessness coming out as anger. I don’t quite know. I have some time off work coming up, which wil hopefully help me unwind some, but i don’t think work stress is the root cause.
I have to change buses now. maybe will feel like writing more later.