What moves slowly:
1) Joe on a bike. I’ve been estimating my speed due to distance traveled and time spent, and it keeps coming up too close to 10 mph. That, my friends, is glacial pace on a bicycle. Old ladies pass me. Young kids pass me. My own baby sister has to slow down to ride with me. No, really, it doesn’t bother me that much. The tortoise won the race—although the hare had to go off and get drunk and Twitter bad photos to inappropriate young women in order to give the tortoise time—and the name of the game is endurance. Still, I’m rethinking my smug assumption that every morning I’ll hit the road at 6:05 and be done by 11 a.m. It’s more likely that I’ll hit the road at 7 and be done by 3 p.m. Sigh. Lucky the heat doesn’t really seem to bother me.
2) The Czech Museum. They started driving it along today. I took a diversion down to Mt. Trashmore so I could get 25 miles in today before the rain came (I made it) and saw the museum. Not sure (since it was late in the afternoon) if it was still moving or not. It’s pretty impressive to see it on its wheels. For those Croatian blog fans who don’t know, the Czech & Slovak Museum was flooded in 2008 and is being moved to a higher foundation. A huge brick building inching it’s way a few hundred yards is impressive to see, but slow. Sort of like me on a bike. Am I claiming to be built like a brick house (earwormed you!)? Nah, but I move like a brick museum.
Final note: As you can see by photo, my RAGBRAI “Participant Guide” came today. Audrey bought me bike gloves yesterday. I have to spend hours cleaning my office at MMU, which is being moved (offices at MMU do NOT move slowly). Suddenly, summer 2011 feels shorter and more exciting!