NEW YEAR’S DAY:

PART ONE:  I Rock.  New Year’s Rockin’ Eve Doesn’t

So last night I thought I should at least make a small attempt to stay awake until midnight in order to ring in the New Year.  I tuned into New Year’s Rockin’ Eve on the television.  Let me tell you, New Year’s Rockin’ Eve does NOT rock.  It didn’t rock when Dick Clark was the host, and it doesn’t rock with Ryan Seacrest as the host.  Far from keeping me awake, the sugary pop music and the celebrity commentary only facilitated drowsiness . . . like a turkey dinner . . . like a couple chapters from the Book of Ecclesiastes . . . like a bottle of Nyquil . . . like a few deep whiffs of pure ether.

One thing I did enjoy was seeing Alanis Morrissette for the first time in ages.  She was kind of cute singing “You Oughta Know” in what looked like her jammies and robe, though not as cute as when she played God in the “Dogma” movie.  (Worth noting is that a couple of Alanis’s naughtier lyrics got edited out – more proof that New Year’s Rockin’ Eve does NOT rock.)

Sorry, Ryan, your show does NOT rock!

By 8:00, I couldn’t take it anymore.  I turned the channel to an old episode of Gomer Pyle, USMC.  I got a few chuckles out of Gomer and Sgt. Carter, but around 9:00 I announced to The Feeshko that there was no way I’d be able to stay up long enough to give her a New Year’s kiss at the stroke of midnight.  At 10:00, she had to settle for a 10:00 kiss and I went to bed.  She valiantly tried to stay up a little longer.  That was my New Year’s Eve.

The New Year’s Eve sky.  The crescent moon and Venus (the tiny light above trees to the right) say goodbye to the old, childish, self-obsessed ME.

PART TWO:  Rockin’ New Year’s Day

My back porch, 7:15 a.m., January 1, 2020: The dawning of the new, mature, selfless, and sophisticated ME.

I woke up refreshed and ready to begin the new decade.  And what better way to kick things off than to conduct my first sophisticated and mature bike ride of 2020.  I’m going to ride every single day this year.  Yes, I said that last year too, but it didn’t happen.  THIS year, however, is a whole ‘nother ballgame.  This year I’m focused and mature.

In addition to my newfound maturity, I have plenty of Cycle 365 Challenges to keep me motivated.  Plus, I made a new friend.  No, literally, I MADE a new friend.  And the new friend I made is going to pump me up – not tear me down like my cartoon alter-ego does.

 

The theme of January’s Challenge is “Rocks.” It’s quite fortuitous that the new friend I made is a rock. His name is Rocco and he’ll be accompanying me on all of my January bike rides.

 

Rocco and I went out for a bike ride together, in search of some rocks I could post for the January Challenge.  Ya know, photogenic rocks aren’t as easy to find as one might think.  We rode around town for a while, to no avail, and then Rocco thought we might have better luck on the trail above the Vermillion River.

“That trail is kind of rough in winter for my old, worn-out mountain bike,” I protested.

“Do it anyway, take some chances,”  insisted Rocco, “you’ll be surprised how much abuse an old bike can take.”

He was right.  Old Rusty the Bike did his job, and eventually we found a suitable rock for our Monthly Challenge.

 

My favorite rock of the day.

 

It was a great rock.  And it was a great bike ride.  And it was great to get out of the city.  The forest was beautiful and alive.  I’ve ridden this trail many times before and have spotted deer, coyotes, birds and squirrels.  Today, while taking the picture above, I heard some rustling on the other side of the trail.  I turned just in time to see two fat, bright orange foxes racing by.  They appeared suddenly and then disappeared.  I can’t tell you the thrill I felt.

 

“Greg’s right, it was pretty cool.”

 

New Year’s Rockin’ Eve doesn’t ROCK, but Rocco and I do.

 

 

Hi. My name is Greg and I ride my bike a lot. That is to say, I ride my bike almost every day. I go on long rides and short rides. Sunny rides, cloudy rides, and rainy rides. I like commuting, errand-running, day-tripping, overnighting, and touring on my bike. I ride on city streets, highways, gravel, single track, and snow with equal enthusiasm. Sometimes I ride fast and sometimes I ride slow. I try to keep my feet on the pedals at stop lights and I do not dismount when I hop up on a curb. I have a roadie bike, a mountain bike and a touring bike. I try to accept any challenge a bike ride can throw at me without complaint. But I don't like bugs.

6 response to "NEW YEAR’S DAY:"

  1. By: Lednar De Nalloh Posted: January 1, 2020

    Sounds like a great New Years Eve. I think my reputation as a NYE party avoider in now common knowledge but I was up at the crack of dawn nest day for a cycle to the coast, best day of the year traffic wise.
    Always felt sorry for poor ole Gomer Pile, picked on by that nasty sergeant-major.

    I think you and Rocco will have a great time this month and where’s his helmet?.

  2. By: Rich-Illinois Posted: January 1, 2020

    New Years Eve TV (almost) makes a person want Guy Lombardo back — well, ok, NOT almost!

    Maybe Rocco could use this product — a helmet that isnt a helmet — never heard of such until today.

    https://hovding.com/how-hovding-works/

    • By: NancyG Posted: January 1, 2020

      I have seen this in the past. I don’t know what to make of it!

    • By: Suzanne Posted: January 1, 2020

      that hovding looks very cool. It registers abnormal movements, hmmm. It might be inflating all the time with me.

  3. By: NancyG Posted: January 1, 2020

    Like Randall, I am not a NYE party goer either, and was up and out very early the next morning for a delightful, traffic free bike ride. Best way to begin a new year. Then yet another, albeit shorter, ride with friends on our annual first day of the year ride.

    New Year’s Eve is indeed a holiday. I am pleased to meet Rocco, and look forward to his trips with you ;’-).

  4. By: Suzanne Posted: January 1, 2020

    Nice to meet Rocco, your level-headed companion! Hope he isn’t all too sober minded and that he doesn’t tame your natural temperament too much!
    Very nice photos, by the way!

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