vince

Today sucks. Vince just finished packing up and left, on his way to Flint and then Grand Rapids. He was right with what he said standing outside his car. This is just the end of the house for the both of us, not the end of our friendship. I know that's true. Over the last 4 years, Vince has become my very best friend and one of the most important people in my life. I'm endlessly proud of him and his accomplishments, and I respect him in every way a person can be respected. We've helped each other out through some of the worst times in our lives, and we've laughed with each other through some of the very best. I'm lucky to even know him and privileged to be his friend. That's probably why I broke down as I walked away from him and back into the emptying house and why I'm holding more back right now.

Vince: I love you very much and you mean more to me than I think you'll ever really know. Our friendship is something that I cherish deeply and know will last the rest of our lives. In between times we see each other, know that I'm missing you and wishing you the very best.

-steve

ride

I forgot to post about this...

So Vince put together this amazing ride that he, Scott, Erik and I went on Wednesday night. Google Maps had it listed as 45 miles, but we did a little extra when riding through the state park. We started around 6:20 when we picked up Scott, rode as far north as Sleepy Hollow State Park and all the way back. Some of the hills were intense, but the ride itself was really fucking smooth. The roads were all in great condition and the scenery was typical for Michigan country - beautiful at times, boring at others. We got back at around 9:45 or a little earlier. Considering the half hour or so break that we took to have our snacks at the halfway point or the other little breaks along the way, we probably rode that 45+ in about 3 hours. I would say that's some damn good pacing.

I'm looking forward to more of these long ass rides in the summer to come. Hopefully I'll find the time to get out and make them. It's just good to know that I really don't have that much of an upper limit; that 45 miles, though long in the process, is entirely doable.

Oh, and I got my Kremlin in today. Sick big. Ask me and I'll let you get in and take you for a ride on my back. It could totally happen.

-steve

what the shit

is this going to be about?

Here I am, joining the second coming (or third or fourth, depending on how old you be) of blogging.  

Am I following a trend set by my friends?  You bet.  

But really.  I need to have a topic, right?  Based on the address and title, you can guess what this blog is going to be to me.  Just one more in a long line of distractions that I don't need in my life right now.  Distractions that come in the guise of websites, friends, social situations, music, games, bikes and all serve the same purpose - to both take me away from the purposes of learning medicine (shit, I didn't mention it yet - I'm going to be a doctor) and bring me back to the life that I once had.  A life where time was on my hands, not running through my fingers.

Wow.  That last sentence sounded good.  Too good.  

But really, what the shit am I going to distract myself and others with regarding this blog?  I mean, I can't just be sweet and write things.  I'm not that sweet, and 8008 has that covered, right?  So lets look for another adjective.  Fly?  No, same thing.  I'm not that fly and juicyvneck has that shit down.

I could write about being smart, but shit, even I'm not that pretentious (fuck you Vince, Julie, Jenne, Matt... anybody who knows me - I'm not that much of a dick).

I could write about the trials and tribulations of being a medical student, but who would want to read that shit?  And besides, it's supposed to take me away from school life, right?

I could write about my life but ... no, see one above.

Fuck it.  I'll probably just relay the obscure things that I find on digg and my casual opinion of the world around me.  In all likelyhood, I'll probably just forget about this shit in about a month or two, and just be content to live vicariously through the blogs of my friends.

-steve

ps. I'm going to be a doctor.