Sports has always been a part of my life, not always an accolade-filled part of my life, but always an important part. I remember being a 7th grader and dreading the moment that Jason Miller would come barreling around the end of the offensive line where I was supposed to tackle him. I have always... Continue Reading →
I think I might have to make this my title page video. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tqDwER9QQwQ
I took my front fork in to the bike shop yesterday in order to have some routine maintenance done on it. By routine I mean that I have neglected to ever do any maintenance on it. I grew up on a fully rigid Shogun "Prairie Breaker II" so when I first got suspension I guess... Continue Reading →
The answer: Very carefully. About twenty years ago I was staying at a friends house on a weekend trip away from college. His parents seemed to love having me stay at their house, the even dubbed the room I stayed in as "Bart's Room". It was an honorary title I am sure, I think they... Continue Reading →
So about 30 years ago when I lost my leg I also lost my right latisimus dorsi (lat) and my right abdominus rectus (think 3 pack instead of 6). I also lost some skin off my thighs and a couple veins out of my left calf. Most people only see the scar on the back... Continue Reading →
For those of you looking for an intelligent quasi-political commentary like yesterday this may not be it. So I went to the YMCA yesterday with my family so that my kids could complete their swimming lessons. During that time I went to the treadmill to run. I have become keenly aware over the years that... Continue Reading →
This post I would like to hand over to my father. Apparently one of the stories about my high school days made it into the paper in my home town the other day. Douglas Budget Story by Al Lesco
People seem to find stories about my leg interesting, here is one that I posted a while back that many people did not read. I thought it would be good to re-post it.
I have been volunteering to go and tutor at Pearson Elementary for the last couple months. This last Monday as I was leaving the office I heard the sound of metal rolling across concrete. Then I looked down and realized that I was standing on one foot and my other foot was behind me. The collar between my foot and my socket just snapped in half. This is not too uncommon for me as many of you know I believe myself to be a bit of a legend when it comes to breaking legs.
What is more normal than I would like it be is downright bewildering for other people. There was a woman that came walking up behind me as I was collecting my various leg parts. She seemed to take a moment to process what she was seeing, then to her credit she offered to help. When she…
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As I was standing in the shower this morning (where all, and I mean all, of my good ideas come from) I was thinking about all of the things in my life that I would never have thought of if I had not lost my leg. So with out further ado, a list of good... Continue Reading →