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I've spoken about Sheldrake before and as esoteric and loopy as it sounds I have to say, Morphic Resonance is real. Just ask Matt K. I am the proud incubator of a chest infection, I am off work and wishing to ride desperately. I rode yesterday and managed to smash my hip into a tree that I had scooted past successfully many many times before. It was Get-off-the-bike-double-over-and-spit-on-the-ground sore.

I have developed a theory relating to bike related injuries...that is the size of the bruise/scrape/contusion is inversely proportional to the soreness of said wound. For example, the double-fist size bruise on the inside of my thigh resulting from a low speed oopsie in a clearing the other day? meh. Conversely, the 50c piece sized bruise on my gentleman's area (found just above my gentleman's parts) from a minor wheel rub on the highlander which resulted in my feet leaving my pedals and said "gentleman's area" slamming into my stem at approx. 150m/sec? very tender indeed. Arriving home yesterday I immediately whipped off my jersey to show my nonplussed better half the cause of my considerable pain, which turned out to be a very minor bruise on my left hip. No blood, No huge bruise or scrape, nothing. Fuck all in fact. Hypothesis proved. This coupled with the chest infection has made me feel very sorry for myself indeed. Next up for this guy is the Single Speed Champs in a couple weeks. I've decided, in the true spirit of the thing to bust out some truly stunning sartorial elegance for the day. You just wait and see.

The back story to the my opening missive on the whole resonance thing was born from my listening to one of the superb NPR podcasts that I've become rather addicted to. I happened upon a particularly impressive live version The National Anthem and immediately txt my man to inform him of a "Tune!!!" (It's what we do..being complete dorks). It turns out that MJK himself was in Nelson, listening to his Ipod on shuffle and the self same song was playing at the exact moment I txt. coincidence? Most probably..but it's still rather fascinates and tickles me that in this random cruel and unusual world sometimes the chips fall "just so" and nice little moments like this happen.

In other breaking news "Old Man Clements" done got himself a bike with big boy wheels.. well done Chap!!!. I'm assured that the reflectors have been removed, however I remain suspicious... I'm looking forward to many many Kms of sweet singletrack joy on OMC's next trip down to these parts.



In other news the Phantom noise in my front end continues with it's random annoyance. Grrrrrrr.