Yes, my nonholiday-weekday streak of riding my bicycle to campus reaches a completely unanticipated fourth day! Take that, all you tut-tutting Two-or-Three-timers in my poll--you, doubters, are the wind beneath my wings.
Today, as I struggled my way up the western face of Mount Observatory, I once again thought of Lance Armstrong. I realize that there are significant body-type and fitness-level differences between him and me, but yet this didn't stop me from thinking: "Man, that guy has got to be doing some serious doping."
I was less successful in my first full day of trying to incorporate the phrase "It's all good" into my vocabulary. The always-be-tentative diction drilled into me during my academic training has proved a larger obstacle than expected. Today I did say "It appears all good" and "It's virtually all good" and, most unfortunately, "We are unable to reject the null hypothesis of it being all good."