Portland!!!
The first real blog.....
So I moved to Portland, Oregon and I am enjoying myself greatly. The move was so that I could aquire residency for law school next fall. I will be taking my LSAT this October, so alot of studying is in the forecast for this guy. In the meantime I will be riding as much as possible as well as racing.
So I finally got moved and just started to ride again. I haven't really ridden consistently for about 2 weeks, so I guess you could say training hasn't been going too greatly. Anyhoo, I got two sick rides in during the last two days.
My first ride took me through western Portland, towards the coast, and routed me through Beaverton, Hillsbrook, and ended in Forest Grove. It was a very interesting ride...lots of small towns, orchards, and some trashy people...yikes. There were definitely times when I felt that I was about to be shot or sexually assaulted. West of Portand breeds a different kind of folk, not my favorite kind. The highlight of the ride was hitting a Starbucks for the traditional espresso brownie and tall Italian roast coffee. MMMM good. The way back wasn't so bad and I didn't see as many yikes people as before. My house greeted me well, as usual, and I immediately sat on the couch to watch the sunset out of my window. I have an amazing view of the sunset every night, it lights my whole house up and makes me feel warm inside.
Today started off a little more laxed, in which I slept until 10 am and then cooked a sick breakfast with eggs, cheese, and Joe. No Joe is not my neighbor, at least I don't think he is, Joe is my best friend in the morning. Because money has been tight (the move) I had to buy this crap coffee cuz it was real cheap. After drinking this second rate Joe for two days, I have realized that no matter how little money I have, I will not compromize my Starbucks Joe. Anyway, I had some quality couch time before I decided to ride. You see, this morning it was pouring cats and cats of rain so I waited to see if I could catch a pocket of no rain. As a result of living in Durango for 5 years, you start to think that rain comes in spurts and then the sun comes out. Well, I'm realizing that its not quite like that here. So I started out on my ride and I got in about a half an hour and then it started to mist. I started to climb a bit under the beautiful tree canopy, which is pretty much the whole ride all around my house, and the mist became a slow rain.
As I continued on the ride the slow drizzle became more intense and the road seemed to indicate what was to come in the near future. But, I wasn't cold yet so I continued on.
As you can see I started to get less happy and the moisture began to get the best of me. I was close to the top of the pass, I think Cornelius Pass, so I pursued on and got there. As I started my way back, a different route than before, the weather changed again and the rain stopped. Soon I was riding in fog which didn't strike me as the safest thing.
I continued on and started my decent into Portland and was greated by some more very wet roads. There wasn't much traffic on the road, but I was a little paranoid because of the fog.
But the fog still made me happy.
So I finished the decent and stepped in my front door and it instantly began to downpour outside. Perfect timing. I would have died out there if it poured that hard when I was riding. Anyway as I sat on my balcony enjoying the rain with some tea...I realized that my sunroof was open in my car. Yes, very smart of me. My neighbors laughed at me and called me a silly Colorado boy. Oh well, you learn the hard way sometimes.
Tomarrow is job hunt day. So I will be advertising myself like some sort of meat that needs to be sold. I always enjoy job hunting, not really, but I do enjoy the interview. Hopefully I will have a job by Wednesday, or else I will be eating minimal and drinking my Starbucks Joe. Yeehaa!
Until the next time, "Drink your daily Joe."
The first real blog.....
So I moved to Portland, Oregon and I am enjoying myself greatly. The move was so that I could aquire residency for law school next fall. I will be taking my LSAT this October, so alot of studying is in the forecast for this guy. In the meantime I will be riding as much as possible as well as racing.
So I finally got moved and just started to ride again. I haven't really ridden consistently for about 2 weeks, so I guess you could say training hasn't been going too greatly. Anyhoo, I got two sick rides in during the last two days.
My first ride took me through western Portland, towards the coast, and routed me through Beaverton, Hillsbrook, and ended in Forest Grove. It was a very interesting ride...lots of small towns, orchards, and some trashy people...yikes. There were definitely times when I felt that I was about to be shot or sexually assaulted. West of Portand breeds a different kind of folk, not my favorite kind. The highlight of the ride was hitting a Starbucks for the traditional espresso brownie and tall Italian roast coffee. MMMM good. The way back wasn't so bad and I didn't see as many yikes people as before. My house greeted me well, as usual, and I immediately sat on the couch to watch the sunset out of my window. I have an amazing view of the sunset every night, it lights my whole house up and makes me feel warm inside.
Today started off a little more laxed, in which I slept until 10 am and then cooked a sick breakfast with eggs, cheese, and Joe. No Joe is not my neighbor, at least I don't think he is, Joe is my best friend in the morning. Because money has been tight (the move) I had to buy this crap coffee cuz it was real cheap. After drinking this second rate Joe for two days, I have realized that no matter how little money I have, I will not compromize my Starbucks Joe. Anyway, I had some quality couch time before I decided to ride. You see, this morning it was pouring cats and cats of rain so I waited to see if I could catch a pocket of no rain. As a result of living in Durango for 5 years, you start to think that rain comes in spurts and then the sun comes out. Well, I'm realizing that its not quite like that here. So I started out on my ride and I got in about a half an hour and then it started to mist. I started to climb a bit under the beautiful tree canopy, which is pretty much the whole ride all around my house, and the mist became a slow rain.
As I continued on the ride the slow drizzle became more intense and the road seemed to indicate what was to come in the near future. But, I wasn't cold yet so I continued on.
As you can see I started to get less happy and the moisture began to get the best of me. I was close to the top of the pass, I think Cornelius Pass, so I pursued on and got there. As I started my way back, a different route than before, the weather changed again and the rain stopped. Soon I was riding in fog which didn't strike me as the safest thing.
I continued on and started my decent into Portland and was greated by some more very wet roads. There wasn't much traffic on the road, but I was a little paranoid because of the fog.
But the fog still made me happy.
So I finished the decent and stepped in my front door and it instantly began to downpour outside. Perfect timing. I would have died out there if it poured that hard when I was riding. Anyway as I sat on my balcony enjoying the rain with some tea...I realized that my sunroof was open in my car. Yes, very smart of me. My neighbors laughed at me and called me a silly Colorado boy. Oh well, you learn the hard way sometimes.
Tomarrow is job hunt day. So I will be advertising myself like some sort of meat that needs to be sold. I always enjoy job hunting, not really, but I do enjoy the interview. Hopefully I will have a job by Wednesday, or else I will be eating minimal and drinking my Starbucks Joe. Yeehaa!
Until the next time, "Drink your daily Joe."
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