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no wind like a side wind

the journal of Michael Werneburg

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Toronto, 2012.04.09

Had a grueling trek to the office this morning, it took fully ten minutes longer—all due to some wind.

I find an uneven side wind a good deal harder to deal with than a steady headwind, when cycling. The route I cycle is largely lined with streetcar tracks, and with parked cars and frequent patches of construction one is routinely forced to their edge. With a side wind in the mix, fun wow. Plus there's all the dust and grit. And the pedestrians being blown into your path.

Ugh. But as one of my young coworkers cheekily suggested, it's a better workout. Mrmble mumble twenty-somethings...

rand()m quote

The man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to such a pass that he cannot distinguish the truth within him, or around him, and so loses all respect for himself and for others. And having no respect he ceases to love, and in order to occupy and distract himself without love he gives way to passions and coarse pleasures, and sinks to bestiality in his vices, all from continual lying to other men and to himself.

—Fyodor Dostoevsky, The Brothers Karamazov