Frank looks longingly at the creatures of spring...I have been off pursuing another passion...cycling. Have you looked at the prices of bicycles lately? Sheesh! It's amazing the advances that have been made in materials and design, but wow! So one evening I was on the Trek Bikes website (desperately seeking cheap bike) and happened to see that they were looking for women to represent their Women Specific Design line of bikes.
I happen to think their geometry is the most comfortable, and have always been a fan of Trek. I mean, hey, they are good enough for Lance Armstrong, right? Anyway, they were looking for five women to basically test Trek equipment, and write about their cycling experience on a blog, or website. How cool would that be?? I said, HOW COOL WOULD THAT BE? That's like Rowan saying, let us send you all our new yarns in every color, a bunch of patterns and needles to knit the stuff up, and all you have to do is talk about it on a blog. Are you hearing me now?
All they wanted was 500 hundred words or less describing why I should represent Trek WSD, and three photos. I worked for two whole days to hone my 729 word essay down to 500 words. (imagine that) The deadline was April 30th, and I emailed my response in last night at 11:53. (imagine that) I know my chances are only slightly better than winning the Power Ball, but like anything else, my chances are zero if I don't try.
And then there is the garden... I live in a townhouse so my garden plot is about a quarter mile away, down a precarious set of stone steps (remind me to tell you about the time I fell UP those steps and was attacked by two very angry rose bushes), through a small park, down some more precarious stones steps, around two tennis courts, through two gates, and about fifty feet back. I'm totally not kidding. You can picture me trudging down to the garden with shovel, hoe, tarp, etc. Sunday I carried five (count 'em, FIVE) forty pound bags of composted cow manure a quarter mile, down a precarious set of stone steps, through a small park, down some more precarious stone steps...ok, you get the point. One. At. A. Time. I'm a little sore today. I also smell oddly like farm animals.
The knitting goes, although slowly. I have completed a few pentagons on the cabled bolero. Not happy with the way I am stitching the pentagons closed, so I will get back to that late
r. And I started working on Juno (thanks a lot Stephanie and Victoria) in Rowan's summer tweed. Pictures next time, I'm only about six inches in. I think the gauge is working out okay (famous last words), but it looks a teeny bit small. I'll probably wait until I get the entire back completed before I admit that it really is too small. p.s. Anne, I was at favorite LYS on Saturday where I picked up the Rowan for Juno. A little bird there told me you were on your way to Maryland this weekend.Was that 500 words or less?
1 comment:
Good luck with the Trek thing!
They are my absolute favorite bikes. Hope it goes well for you.
Let us know how you like the Summer Tweed! I've inferited some (in colors that don't coordinate much, sadly), and am trying to think of an appropriate project.
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