Friday, August 31, 2012

Knocking down Borders, growing out hair, woodworking birthright, Glen Rose sight, beautiful sky at night

This is a photo I took a couple of weeks ago of what used to be a Borders bookstore and Wheels In Motion bike shop at the Old Town Shopping Center at Greenville Avenue and Lovers Lane. For a gang of folks who lived (and still live) at the Village apartment community, this was a very popular spot. It will continue to be a very popular spot for those who call this area of Dallas home when an LA Fitness opens in the near future.

I am in the process of growing out my hair. A few weeks ago I decided I would like to have longer hair when I cross the Dallas Marathon finish line in December. So, yeah, backinnaday, I used to grow out my hair for about a year and then cut it all off. I did that for about 14 years. This photo is from 2004, the penultimate time I had hair touching my shoulders. The only downside to growing out my hair — I don't get to see my stylist quite as often. Daisy at Michael Raymond Salon at Mockingbird Station is awesome. I've gone to her for about three years. Will I ever grow it as long as it is in this picture or longer again? Maybe.

Receiving mail is good. Receiving mail from people you love is great. Receiving a gift from someone you love is the greatest. That is exactly what greeted me when I returned from work Thursday. A gift from my Grandfather. He is a skilled woodworker; the skill runs in the family. At some point, all the men on my mother's side are compelled to make things with wood. So now I have a set of tools that not only my Grandfather used but he actually made from old German steel straight razors and attached to handles he carved. I'm not going to rush into this. I appreciate my digits too much to make a mistake. I'll learn woodworking properly. Until then, I will enjoy looking at and holding the tools, and smelling the wood scent ingrained in the apron my Grandpa wore when he made presents for me, family members and friends.

This sad lookin' horse lives in Glen Rose. I will see him/her (I did not look that close last time) this weekend when I return for a training ride on The Texas Time Trials course. I plan to ride nine hours — a new personal best for me. Who knows how many miles that will end up being. Honestly, I don't care. My main goals are continuing to build my endurance, perfecting my hydrating and nutrition (tortillas are working!), and meeting up with some other TTTT racers who also will be riding the route this weekend.

I spent a good part of last weekend at Hotter 'N Hell 100 in Wichita Falls. A large part of the time was spent on a bike saddle. As great as the ride was, there was nothing better than camping alongside the creek and having a picnic dinner under this lovely pink sky. This is a slice of heaven on Earth, in Texas.  

1 comment:

That Pink Girl said...

Mercy, that is a beautiful sunset! Doesn't get much better than that, now, does it?

When I was a Village resident, I spent many a Friday night at that Borders. Open mic night! It was *always* entertaining to watch and listen. And sometimes I'd actually come away with a book too!