Progress on Two Fronts

Yet another Tweed ride meeting after work. Francis, our Habitat Executive Director, and I met with the rep of a yet to be named sponsor for our ride. I'm excited about the possibilities and will work with Francis on getting our sponsorship application done this weekend. I feel a sense of momentum and am constantly energized by the enthusiasm with which people are responding to our plans. This evening, we arranged to meet at Altitudes Bar and Grill (2 Beaver Street), a pub on the south side of the tracks, favored by local ski bums and mountain bikers. This evenings activity at the usually packed bar and grill was sparse for happy hour, possibly due to the very high winds. Francis was surprised to see me arrive on my bike due to the considerable head wind most of the way. What choice did I have really when the CNN is telling me that I need an hour of exercise everyday in order to maintain my weight into my senior years? With all these Tweed ride meetings I'd never fit in exercise were it not for biking into a head wind.

And I did get my hour in; 30 minutes each way.

Naturally, I can't pedal through the south side of the tracks without checking out Flagstaff's most unique construction site, that of the shipping container house. On my way home, I stopped briefly and leaned over a chain length fence to take in significant progress on the side of the house. I cherish our front porch but feel a pang of house envy when I gaze at the shipping container house! Oh, who is the daring soul soon to inhabit the shipping container house? An architect? A bike commuter? Or just a *@!$# genius?! I must speak to this person. Perhaps a SRAB exclusive for a future post?

And just when you thought I would finally spare readers my endless ski photos, I can't resist posting a few shots from our Sunday adventure at the Flagstaff Nordic Center. We spent the whole day there, packing a lunch for refueling after several miles of groomed trails. While the snow is retreating rapidly at 7000 feet it still covers everything at 8000. It's hard to believe that in a few short months those same trails will be the playground for runners and mountain bikers.