Metrics

I’m metric now, so some of our norms so far are:

it 28 degrees in the daytime (and we’re pretty high up but shorts and tees are fine, with sweater in the evening); we’re moving at an avg. 9km/hr while pedaling uphill (which is sloooow! — I wonder what my RPM is on gears 2 & 3); we cruise down the mountain at about 35-40km/hr (which still feels dangerously fast as, with bike and body I probably weigh about 300 lbs); i just got my bike ‘computer’ or speedometer working yesterday — yay data!; I drink about 4 liters of water on a day-long ride; i hit my head on the tiny doorways at least once a day. I’m a bona-fide giant in these parts. 80% of the doorways are 4-8 inches shorter than me, and I never fail to whack my head good, esp. in the morning as I’m carrying my luggage out from the room. It is kind of fun, though, being 2 feet taller than grown adults.


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  1. When I go for a drive I like to pull off to the side
    Of the road, turn out the lights, get out and look up at the sky
    And I do this to remind me that I’m really, really tiny
    In the grand scheme of things and sometimes this terrifies me

    But it’s only really scary cause it makes me feel serene
    In a way I never thought I’d be because I’ve never been
    So grounded, and so humbled, and so one with everything
    I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything

    Rock and roll is fun but if you ever hear someone
    Say you are huge, look at the moon, look at the stars, look at the sun
    Look at the ocean and the desert and the mountains and the sky
    Say I am just a speck of dust inside a giant’s eye
    I am just a speck of dust inside a giant’s eye

    When I saw Geneviève I really liked it when she said
    What she said about the giant and the lemmings on the cliff
    She said ‘I like giants
    Especially girl giants
    Cause all girls feel too big sometimes
    Regardless of their size’

    When I go for a drive I like to pull off to the side
    Of the road and run and jump into the ocean in my clothes
    *I’m smaller than a poppyseed inside a great big bowl
    And the ocean is a giant that can swallow me whole

    So I swim for all salvation and I swim to save my soul
    But my soul is just a whisper trapped inside a tornado
    So I flip to my back and I float and I sing
    I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything
    I am grounded, I am humbled, I am one with everything

    So I talked to Geneviève and almost cried when she said
    That the giant on the cliff wished that she was dead
    And the lemmings on the cliff wished that they were dead
    So the giant told the lemmings why they ought to live instead

    When she thought up all those reasons that they ought to live instead
    It made her reconsider all the sad thoughts in her head
    So thank you Geneviève, cause you take what is in your head
    And you make things that are so beautiful and share them with your friends

    We all become important when we realize our goal
    Should be to figure out our role within the context of the whole
    And yeah, rock and roll is fun, but if you ever hear someone
    Say you are huge, look at the moon, look at the stars, look at the sun
    Look at the ocean and the desert and the mountains and the sky

    Say I am just a speck of dust inside a giant’s eye
    I am just a speck of dust inside a giant’s eye
    I am just a speck of dust inside a giant’s eye
    And I don’t wanna make her cry
    Cause I like giants

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