Wearing & Tearing
You can almost see the tumbleweeds drifting by on this site. There must be over a dozen new comments that I still haven’t responded to and a few spam that I’ve deleted just now.
My recent schedule has not only been unkind to vapourtrails.ca but has also taken a toll on me. I’m no longer in the same trim almost-tri-ready form that I was in only two months ago. Weekly swim distance plummeted quickly to zero, my Sydney has cobwebs between the spokes (although the Bianchi still sees some action) and my new runners look, well new. Eating out and sitting around hotels haven’t helped, adding more than a few extra pounds to my frame. Sadly the peak of the triathlon season is here and I am in no condition to race even if I could find the time.
But this sad tale doesn’t end here: on Monday — somewhere between LAX and SBA — my trusty laptop cried “Enough!” and short-circuited, leaving me lugging around a fairly expensive and useless hunk of plastic. They say they can replace the motherboard and have it back to me later next week, but I don’t think it will ever be the same. So I write this from an archaic device known as a “desktop” which you certainly won’t see me trundling around an airport any time soon.
Thank goodness for L’il Stiny. I make lots of backups knowing that laptops are fragile things and that I’m bound to lose data at the worst moment, so I saved everything several hours before heading out to LAX. And this site is safely archived too, so I can always put up a fresh copy if the weeds get too aggressive. But I have yet to figure out how to restore a backup of my once-fit self from February 2005. There’s a lesson in there somewhere.