PolarLava::Blog

Just think if this thing had survived! Kids all across the globe would surely want one. That would have to be one big aquarium/guinea pig tank that's for sure! Then again, maybe these things would be better suited to a pen in the backyard or possibly a corral. Either way there would be a lot of cedar shavings to be shoveled and disposed of. Some how I see Mom & Dad taking care of it after just a few short weeks. And to think those kids had promised to take care of it!

Okay, so you find your time is suddenly and violently up. As unfortunate and untimely as that may be, what if you had to go? And your choices were being scalped or decapitated? Which would you choose?

Okay, maybe it's not you, but you're the woman in the elevator? Nice visual, eh?

For most of my life I have lived in rural suburban areas. A few years back I moved into a more urban environment that brought a couple of things I could live without; noise and bright lights at night. I miss the dark quiet nights of the outlying areas. I guess I expected the noise, but I hadn't considered the glowing sky I now see instead of stars. My view of the night sky isn't completely obliterated, but it is unfortunately diminished. And now we learn that not only is it unfortunate, it's downright lethal...

A shortsighted programming decision fixed…When totaling highest and lowest average speeds, previously these were coded to use outdoor and indoor values respectively.  This has now been changed to use the higher or lower of the outdoor and indoor values, thus things now display as they should.

All data for 1995 has been entered. 6.56 miles indoors and 1126.44 miles outdoors for a yearly total of 1133.00 miles. That completes the entry of all of the old data that I have recorded. There are thousands of miles that will remain unacounted for from my childhood (1964-1985) and my first attempt at being a somewhat serious cyclist (1986-1988). The time from 1989-1994 I rode very little if at all. This was during the time which I relocated from Illinois to New York and was traveling extensively for my new job. 1995 marks the beginning of when I began to ride again and start to take my riding seriously. So, being I have no data from before then, I consider 1995 the beginning of my CycleLog "lifetime".