Saturday, November 05, 2016

colloquial overuse of the word "awesome"

I have another laundry contaminant, but after that last one, this one is just a hassle as opposed to a massive difficulty, so I'm not even all that concerned about it.

Instead of actually working on it, I went for a nineteen-mile bike ride. It was super awesome because my ribs felt fine, I only crashed once, and nineteen miles is about ten miles farther than I can ride at Fantasy Island, near the closed dump. I thought I was too out of shape to do anything cool. Swimming may have helped, but not being near the closed dump could be a much bigger factor than I imagined.

After that we got iced tea. Then we went to a bike shop with a dog who wanted to play tug-of-war. It was super awesome.

I don't always have super awesome days, so I'm making a note. It was super awesome.