Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet,
performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal
about town, feminist, freewheeler, and
friend. One day, she is going to be an
ideas curator. Which basically
means, she will tell you
exactly what she thinks.
Until then, you’ll have
to read between
the lines.
When does the weekend grow old?
Because I know that it’s Wednesday but I have to say the weekend was pretty lovely up here in lalaland.
Firstly there was the radio time with Domenico, which was super sprucetown excellent. Then there was lady’s bike polo on in Musgrave park, with the lovely Allie waving the mallet about with others of the Brisbane hardcourt crew.
Right beside them at the park was the Brisbane Freestyle Longboarding community having their first birthday which was basically helmet overload. Big time.
Sun was shining. Weather was sweet. Josh was even there. Sans lid this time, but dishing out some sweet cupcakes as a part of their birthday celebrations, recognising one year since their flood relief rollout event.
And that was just Saturday.
On Sunday, there was a long break on the training ride, somewhere around Murrarie but before the Gateway Bridge but it was all good by me. We waved to Jane and her smiling crew as we rolled out at lazy jerks o’clock getting well and truly fritzed by the time the smoothie was hitting the smooth spot.
Did you have a good weekend? How long til the next one? And how long til there’s a women’s CX in Melbourne? I heard some rumours and I will put it on my “training plan” if there’s truth to that there rumour.
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