I had this idea a while ago that I have not strategy in life. Or biking. Or when I ran. Or for anything for that matter. I really just wing my entire life. Bizarre. It came to me while I was biking to work a few weeks ago and realized that I bike in the hardest gear as fast as I can the whole way. When I get tired I end up slowing down. And then when I feel less tired I sort of blitz fast again. When I ran races in college I sped out as fast as I could and then slowed up the whole race (as the pain in my shins spread throughout my body). When we played video games I never figured out how to effectively block. And if it was a shooting game I used what was commonly called the "run through" method where I just ran at my target shooting till it died. Just thought it was interesting.

I found some orange hairs in my head today. That was weird. I mean I have the select couple gray hairs that grow in. And the gray ones only seem to appear on the left side of my head too. But I found some orange hairs today. At first I thought I saw it wrong, but yeah....i had several orange hairs in my head. Doesn't really stand out, but orange? Although I had some orange hairs in my beard on occasion (when it actually got long enough to see.....I don't grow facial hair fast. Who only has to shave once a week....this guy does.).

Lights. I counted all the Lights I pass on the way to work while biking. Red lights. I counted 47 potential red lights that I bike under on the way to and from work. that is more than 5 lights per mile. And since it only takes me 30 some odd minutes to get to work that mean I bike under a more than one light a minute. That's a shit ton of lights (for some reason just now I wanted to use the phrase 'shit ton').

Lastly I have this large bag of Godiva chocolates. I am not a chocolate candy fan. Its just sitting here in my apartment. I'm going to put it in the freezer. I have no idea what to do with it. I got it from work.