Sunday, February 1, 2009


I have been remiss. Actually I have simply been very busy trying to finish the Chilly Hilly video for today's two spins. We did the two, two hour sessions and I am cooked. Had to make an executive decision at the 11th hour Saturday night and decided to show Northwest Triathlon 2005: Farrago as the opener and then 40 minutes of the CDA RCV. It was fun to watch all the triathlon eye candy that pretty much comprises the film. As I told the assembled spinners, there are a few moments of brilliance wrapped around long stretches of obscure noodling. Such is life. I am reworking the Chilly Hilly video so we can play it next week. Guess all I really lost is some sleep. I will leave you today with this from Robert Hunter/Mickey Hart as it seems somewhat appropriate at the moment.

Long-distance runner what you standing there for?
Get up, get off, get out of the door
You're playin' cold music on the barroom floor
drowned in your laughter and dead to the core
There's a dragon with matches loose on the town
Take a whole pail of water just to cool him down.

Fire-fire on the mountain
Fire-fire on the mountain

Almost aflame, still you don't feel the heat
Takes all you got just to stay on the beat
You say it's a living, we all gotta eat
but you're here alone, there's no one to compete
If mercy's in business I wish it for you
More than just ashes when your dreams come true.

Fire-fire on the mountain
Fire-fire on the mountain

Baby's in scarlet, her shackles in gray
If love's to love she's got it salted away
Out of the rat trap and under the wire
Out of the frying pan and into the fire
Put it down heavy, strip it down lean
Got to lay it down dirty and play it back clean.

Fire-fire on the mountain
Fire-fire on the mountain

I had also forgotten about the closing comment from the film:

May your farragoes never be dull.

Thanks to all who showed up and went hard for two today.

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