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Patagonia Torrentshell 3L

I don't often shill for products (actually, maybe I do) but this jacket is so good, I couldn't resist. If you're looking for a light-weight, rain-shell this is an absolute must-buy. It will set you back about $150 but it's well-worth it instead of buying a crappy one that cost half as much and having to replace it because it sucks. I've owned this jacket for about two months now and already had the chance to test it in heavy rain at least a half-dozen times (I live in Western Pa. and it's spring). The best things about this jacket: The 3-layer nylon is super water-proof, and thick enough so you don't get that "sticking to you" kind of feeling, even when things get super wet. It's thick enough to trap heat yet somehow doesn't trap moisture. In other words, you can wear it as an extra "warmth" layer without getting the above-mentioned, slimy "inside of the rain-coat" feeling Can be used as a wind-breaker Worn ov

Training Yourself: What are you becoming?

The other morning I was out on a walk and I saw a woman coming out of her house with a little Husky puppy in her hands. She was carrying the puppy as though it had just started peeing and she wanted to make sure it didn't pee on her any more. I'm guessing she had caught the puppy in the act of peeing on her floor and, in order to train the dog, had carried him outside the instant he started peeing, so he would get the idea that he was supposed to start going outside. I looked at the puppy dangling there in the woman's hands and I thought: "Today the puppy is 12 weeks old and having accidents on the floor. But in a couple weeks he'll know he's supposed to pee outside, on walks, and he'll be having fewer accidents. Then, before you know it, he'll be a full-grown dog, heading over to the door and scratching or whimpering whenever he has to be let out, even training his masters to pay attention to him." It's all just a process. There h

Tour de France Postponed

I was very sad to learn yesterday that my beloved Tour de France has been postponed, with no make-up date set yet. Faithful readers of this blog (Luke) will know that over the past 3-4 years I've become a bit of a Tour de France fanatic. Ever since the summer of 2016 when I first got into it, watching the Tour de France has become a sort of summer ritual for me. Starting in late June or early July and lasting three weeks, the Tour de France is a 21 stage bike race that covers about 3,500 km (2,200 miles (yeah, I just went Euro on you)) mostly inside France -- although the race does sometimes go through Spain, Belgium, and other bordering countries -- always ending up in Paris, beneath the Arc de Triomphe. I do not follow bike racing throughout the year, other than a couple news updates here and there, and I barely know a thing about pro cycling, other than what I've learned by watching the TdF. But this postponement hits hard, maybe even worse than the postponement (canc