The bum life with a bum knee in Jackson continues to improve. Wednesday I went for my first real bike ride in ages and managed to pull in something just short of ten miles without any problem, and with a whole lot of stoke.
A New Home
That photo was taken outside of my new "place" that I moved into just this morning, and where I'll be staying through the end of my work up here. I'm roommates with a great gentleman also named Matt that knows the real reason someone would live in Jackson, and gets after it. Read: he climbs and bikes and that' that.
So, no more having to fight with this guy for bed space at the yurt...
From the previous photo, it's clear that sometime over the last two months, I became that guy. Please don't tell my mother.
Still, I can't be sorry for the monster I've turned into when I get to look at things like this.
And, here's a photo of food, because mmmmmm.