What to post...

It's funny how this blog works at times. There are instances when I feel that there are things that I want to post and then there are other times (like now) where I feel that I should post something but I'm not sure what that should be.

I suppose that there are a number of things I could discuss. There was the bike race, a downtown crit that I volunteered in last night. I helped set-up, was a course marshal and tore the course down, only about 8 hours of work. I did have a great view of the race, being right at a corner with the Shimano neutral support and the scene of several crashes. Including one where Gord Fraser's front tubular popped while he was pulling his team back after a crash earlier in the lap. That was loud and scary as he went sliding across the road. But he seemed ok, no tears in the shorts or blood visible, though he was visibly upset (threw his helmet after he went down) as he finished the race well back of the lead group. So I guess I did want to mention something about that in the end.

I suppose that since this a blog about me it would be appropriate to share something of a more personal nature. As most of you know I'm not one to delve into much detail of my dating life, but I figured that this one has enough humour (for the twisted, like myself) in it to qualify as a good post on the blog.

So it all started over a month ago, in fact it was exactly a week after I got here that I met Kelly while waiting for a bus. We started to chat and hit it off really well and went out a number of times in the following couple of weeks. Part of why we saw each other frequently is that she is a reservist in the coast guard and was going back to San Diego on orders at the end of May (her real world job is at the university in the department of health and safety). Obviously we hit things off well enough that though her orders were for her to be gone until the end of August she wanted to leave me her car for the summer, to keep an eye on it and drive it as I like while she was gone (it's a VW Jetta). So she's been gone for over 3 weeks now and we have kept in touch, talking almost daily (my cell phone plan lets me call anywhere in the US as a local call, and here I was thinking that would be a useless feature). We even had the chance to see each other last weekend, it was her 10 year high school reunion (in Ohio) and she was making a connection back to San Diego through Minneapolis. Though due to flight delays the lay-over went from over an hour to about 20 minutes, but it was still better than nothing. And her orders have now changed such that she will be returning here on the 1st of August, just in time for me to take off for a wedding in Edmonton (we seem to have issues with timing). Oh and just to add a bit more humour to the whole situation, Kelly is in the process of divorcing her husband, an officer in the navy, stationed in Minneapolis. Things always have to be interesting with me for some reason. But I really like her, and the feeling is mutual, so hopefully things can last through to August and I suppose we will see where things go from there.

So I guess that's the big news from me, obviously I've been sitting on that one for some time. But I'm not normally one to talk about those aspects of my life, but I wanted to share this one. I have no clue where this is going, so don't start jumping to conclusions, I know how some of you have been discussing my potential as marriage material, but trust me, I'm not there yet.