the GOT bike

 I could have transitioned from my homage to old mittens, but after the years of service they gave me, it felt appropriate to let that stand alone. Plus, it saved me thinking up the good segue, or even a bad one. Again, no segue,  this relates to nothing here,  and I certainly make to light  of conditions in Palestine,  but this gave me a smile. Remember, I was headed to meet Matt, whose name I remember, to run. Matt's the friend who was my companion for the accidental marathon length run a couple summers ago, and even after spending that long with me solo, he's still willing to be my friend, so you can use that tidbit to evaluate his judgement. I like the way Matt thinks, and not just because because he puts up with me. Part way into the run, he told me about the theme for one of his runs, near work in Northampton, this past week. He headed out with a simple plan: turn on the first left, turn on the first right, turn on the first left, turn first right, and rep...