- My number one goal in 2006 is to slow down -- Ask anyone that knows me well about my driving style, and you'll probably get a range of responses. But "too fast" would probably be a part of every single one of them. But after getting two tickets and about four warnings in the span of a year (in 2005), I decided enough was enough. It's time to slow down. And I think that after our trip to the HFF, CVO and Em would probably agree that I'm doing better so far. I'm not perfect -- I still like to see what the car feels like at 100+ sometimes, but those days are fewer and farther between than ever before. Perhaps I'm growing up... a little.
- I say "I love you" a lot -- Just this morning, Laura and I were pondering how many times we tell eachother we love eachother while we're getting ready in the morning. It's a lot. When I was a child, my Mom taught me that it was important to tell people you love that you love them, and to do it often. Maybe Laura and I take it too far, but if something ever happens to me, I want for one of the last things Laura heard come out of my mouth to be "I love you."
- I struggle with depression every single day -- This is incredibly hard to talk about for me, and I don't really know what to say about it. Those of you who know depression understand how incredibly dark and frivolous life can be at times. Those of you who don't know this place, congratulations, you're one of the lucky ones. I kicked the anti-depressants to the curb about two years ago -- I'd never actually considered suicide until I was on those things. Luckily I had a moment of clarity and realized the drugs weren't working, and that I needed to get them out of my life. But if I ever seem a little distant, quiet, or simply absent, be confident it's not you, or anything you did. I'm probably just having a dark day and am doing the best I can just to get through the day.
- Rick Johnson was my #1 hero growing up -- During my teenage years (mid-80s), he was the person I most sought to emulate. From his Oakley sunglasses to his fluid, aggressive, flamboyant riding style, Rick had the image I wanted to have. Remember the "Bad Boy Club"? I had the vinyl die-cut BBC sticker in the back window of my 1982 Mercury Lynx (along with a teal-green Oakley Factory Pilot sticker, of course).
- I love animals -- I sometimes think my life could be content just having dogs and cats, as opposed to children. Don't get me wrong, I want to have children with Laura, but if it never came to pass, we'd still have our pets.
- Learning to fly -- When I was five years old, I didn't have my own bike yet, but I taught myself how to ride in the driveway of my babysitter's house one day. I was afraid to tell anyone though, because I thought my parents would be mad that I taught myself how to do it. So a short time later, when my parents got me a bike of my own, I was forced to ride it for about two weeks with training wheels before I finally got up the nerve to admit that I actually already knew how to ride without them. I'll never forget the freedom I felt flying down the hill from our shop to the house, unencumbered by the constraints of the training wheels. And it's that freedom that lies at the heart of my love for bicycles and the sport of cycling. When I feel that wind in my hair, it's like I'm five years old all over again.
As one of the liberated, I'm going to take this opportunity to tag a couple of people. Bdiddy, Pcakes, Redstone and -kw -- you've been tagged!