Saturday, August 29, 2009


An amazing day for a bike rider. Decent weather. . . . for most of the day. Nice and sweaty.

I am in an exceptionally good mood. Exceptionally.

The Kooks= True Rock Stars

Did I get to mention it was Michelle's birthday today?! Twenty. We have already hung out once today, and Im about to head out and see her again. Not getting back together yet, but it still makes me very happy to see her of course.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

The back pain isnt making everything else hurt less

There is nothing that I can say that I havent already said. Nothing I can do that I havent already tried. Its in her hands now. The only thing I can do is try and better myself while she is gone.

I do miss her so.

There isnt a minute that has gone by that I havent thought about her and what she may be doing.

I am being over bearing again. . . . . thats not the man I want to be to her. I want to be understanding of her feelings all the time. It just hurts.

Im a boreing blogger when I dont have her.

Oh how I miss her.

Monday, August 24, 2009

So very sore. Pedal in knee; makes for a unhappy Adam. . . . As do other things.

I didnt speak to her at all today.

I heard a song today on the radio; it made me more sad than I had originaly expected most anything to do.

Another fact: We even watched this movie together.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Mutiny "Lets Get Mystical"

Most likely one of the most anticipated videos of all time for myself.

Mutiny Bikes "Let's Get Mystical" Trailer! from Mutiny Bikes on Vimeo.

So Very Sleepy

Im tired; yet not nearly as hungry.

Sore; yet I will probably just ride all day tomorrow.

Sad; yet I understand her reasons.

Miss her; yet I know how I love her, and know how I need her.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Nice clothes-check

Her favorite cologne-check

Good attitude-check

Chances of her leaving me-already happened

Im not good at this. Not being around her is painfull in more ways than I can concieve. No touch, no kiss, no love, no eyes. I miss her eyes. Those eyes that looked into my own and told me how they loved me. Those eyes have more of my heart riding on them than anything else imaginable.

She needs her space, and I understand. . . . . . . . . . I do. Some things in life are painfull because you care for a person, because you know you want them to be happy even if you are not. She is the pride of my life and I dont know how long I can live without her. Weeks? Months? Years? a Lifetime? How could I predict my ability when I am doughting tomorrow.

I love her; I do. I hope she finds who she really is, and I hope it involves my right hand interlocked with hers

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Two month old cranks. . . . . . gonezoooo

My hearts broken. Thats why I bought the parts with a good warante.

Michelle and I are doing much better. In case you didnt know; we werent doing so great earlier.

Got turndowns. . . . . . . thats nice.

Among other things.
Another day, another dollar.