Twin Peaks and Popsicles

After being unbearably sick for three days after COX, I spent a week in Gainsville, Florida eating popsicles and watching episodes of Twin Peaks with Dan. The shack he built to live in in his friend's yard is adorable--it's like living in a childhood fort, but a better crafted one. I took a true rest week and only rode a bike for transportation: no training. I got to see the pop-punk band he is in, Potion Sex, play one night.We slept in most mornings, cooked some good meals and didn't try to do much else. It was too hot and humid to [want to] accomplish much anyhow; I would take unused clothes out of my suitcase and find them damp and sticky from the air. Each night I had wild and vivid dreams; I grew up in the town Twin Peaks was filmed in, and it's dark and peculiar images combined with memories of my childhood.

I'm now back in Providence, continuing my routine of work and riding. Tam, a mechanic I work with, loaned me a bike and took me on my first ever Mountain bike ride yesterday. It was a blast! We ate burritos afterwards, and then I took a nap--ace! I wish every day were just like that.