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Me: Hey baby. You doin’ ok?
Ms. 19: [Groan] I’m ovulating and my ovaries hurt.
Ms.17: OMG Mom did you hear your daughter?!
Mrs. Wiki: He’s ok. He’s Girl Dad.

Follow me for more things that happen to me as I walk to the fridge.

Hahahaha. As an expat with a now fuller understanding of southern cuisine this is baffling to me too. Says the man whose entire high school rugby team scored multiple KFCs against a rubric on a rugby tour of Sydney.

Milo’s Family Kitchen. Done.

While we’re here… what’s with New Zealand’s obsession with Coke Zero over Diet Coke.

These are the questions I mull over in the wee hours of the morning.

Ms 10 has the flu running 103F all week. It’s the saddest.

So far today I’ve been asked for four orders of avocado today and - in a first in 20 years of parenting - “the massage gun because my calves are tight.”

Gurl. What type of flu you have?

Xanadu was in my Spotify Top 10 last year 🤣

I literally posted about this earlier in the week! Congrats on taking a big step and crossing that boundary that marks the true ex-pat…

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Also, the penguins win in all scenarios

This is entirely for @shikataganai.bsky.social - no, markets don’t follow normal distributions. But, still…

After battling a flu with a cough so persistent it deserved its own postal code, I ventured back to cycling today. Ten one-minute efforts at 120% FTP felt almost pleasant by comparison. Meanwhile, Mrs. Wiki soldiers on in viral misery. Recovery feels promising -unless, of course, it isn't.

So, to be clear: Yes, I drive a Tesla. No, I’m not Team Nazi. Our family deeply dislikes what’s happening on our lands—but sadly, that’s nothing new. We’ve felt that way since the first colonizers arrived. And just like before, we’ll resist and wait it out.
7/7

Perhaps we can all pause, reflect, and consider the deeper injustices beneath superficial outrage. By acknowledging this shared humanity, maybe we can move closer to empathy and reconciliation.
6/7

marginalized communities have faced for centuries.
Being dismissed or judged without consideration for one's individual humanity hurts profoundly. Yet, my intention isn’t to create division or deepen hostility. It's to foster understanding.
5/7

- including her own ancestors. We know firsthand what it means to face systemic judgment and injustice. Here's the uncomfortable truth: Those quick to judge Tesla drivers might finally be getting a tiny glimpse into what Indigenous people and other
4/7

being unfairly categorized and scorned. Sure, choosing a car is different from my skin color, but emotionally, the sting of unfair judgment feels painfully similar. My wife is Native American and a member of a California tribe—a state whose history includes profound injustices against natives
3/7

I'm Indigenous, Māori to be exact, and my entire life I've been called racial slurs. Those moments of judgment and scorn based solely on who I am have left deep, lasting wounds. Strangely, now being judged for the car I drive triggers that same profound emotional hurt—
2/7

Lately, I’ve noticed people labeling Tesla drivers as morally compromised—bad people because of Musk. Many owners even put stickers on their cars distancing themselves from him. But I find myself deeply troubled by this.
1/7

Ever had a day when you think “oh my HR monitor should not be there. I need to put it back” and then maybe 8-12 hours later you can’t remember where “there” was or whether you did, in fact, “put it back”.

Neither. But if you see it maybe let me know.

Easy 60’ 🚴🏾‍♂️ – ❤️ ceiling

- 60’ easy ride ❤️ < 114 bpm

Felt rested, easy effort, yet ❤️ decided it was time for a jazz solo. Usually, easy to hang at 113; today it 🚀 past 120. No fatigue, no stress - just vibes. Possibly the toffee apple I shared (scientifically untested, but compelling).

Easy 50’ aerobic spin today ❤️< 120. My training group was grinding at 6AM NZT, which lined up w/ my 9AM PST. joined their Zwift meetup and stuck to my lazy 🚴‍♂️ cruise. Thank god, because their workout looked brutal. I’ll take my suffering on my Wednesday as planned. No need to rush the pain.

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In reviewing our family’s strategic priorities for the year, I’m considering moving ‘inferential reasoning’ up the list - perhaps just ahead of ‘supporting Keeya’s SAT journey’ but still behind ‘perfectly fluffy rice.’ No final decisions yet; we’ll assess need as the year unfolds.

Me: ... so you're never overdressed in a tux. Everyone else is underdressed. But my number 1 rule is...
Fam: Choose the adventure!
Me: Well...
Fam: The answer is always yes until it's no.
Me: Oh yeah and...
Fam: Don't put down, put away?
Me: Ever. No, it's Don't be a Dick.

It's a rule for the now.

I feel snow days are when somewhere, deep their spiritual DNA, our dogs remember they are Wolves.

It’s hard keeping up with the acronyms.

An FTP test doesn’t need a deep dive—we all know it’s awful. But here’s the reality check: I haven’t done real TSS-building training since July, and this was my first baseline test in a long time. We all have to start somewhere.

And today, somewhere is me on the bike too wrecked to unclip.

FTP test today 🚴🏾‍♂️ and my coach is excited for the data. I’m excited for the data.

I am NOT excited for the process 🤣😳

Tempo 🚴🏾

10’ w/u ez
5 x (2’ 80% FTP / 2’ 90% FTP / 1’ 50% FTP)
10’ c/d ez

Our ride group cycles (literally) through 8 sessions, then an FTP test I’d rather skip. But tonight felt good—the kind of effort that makes sense in hindsight. Unlike four weeks ago, when it felt like survival training.

Base (re)Building / HR 🏃🏾‍♂️

Zone 2: where running feels like walking and walking feels like progress.

🔹 5’ w/u 103-113 bpm
🔹 30’ 113 - 123 bpm
🔹 5’ c/d 103-113 bpm

Kept it slow (so slow). Had to walk a fair bit to stay under 123 bpm, but endurance is built, not bought. Just getting it done.

Today, Ms. 19 texted the family group chat she’d set a new PR for her squat at 185. A year ago, an eating disorder upended our lives and recovery was a distant hope.

Now, she’s back in college and thriving. She’s strong—of body, mind, and spirit. And she just crushed 185.

I could not be prouder.

VO2 4 x 4 to the head

10’ w/u
4 x 4’ at 105% FTP / 3’ recovery
7’ c/d
Steady 85-90 rpm throughout

HR climbed well, and the last interval didn’t break me—progress? Hopefully. Bonus: Snow day meant I rode with the NZ crew. Suffering loves company. 🚴‍♂️🔥