Really more my commute today. I taught about 3 1/2 hours of tai chi classes and commuted by bike for about 19-20 miles. Had to start with... coffee and a meal bar. Was running late. The morning had my longest biking of about 16 or so miles including a long 2 mile uphill to get home. So on the ride home, the notable things were I saw a Jackson chameleon lazily crossing my path and had to swerve to avoid it. Never did stop to take a picture though. Most times, I am just trucking it to get to my destination. Last week, near the chameleon area, I also had to swerve. A mongoose chased a frog into my path. My going by saved the frog. The mongoose was just about to chomp it. Sorry mongoose. Bad timing. There's a bunch of mangrove swamp on one side and ocean on the other for a good portion of my ride. I choose that path over riding on the road. Maybe about six miles of my commute in on the road though. I ride by a golf course on one side and Navy ships on the other. Pretty cool. Today, on my way back I took a side trip and rode to our largest soccer complex. And there was a headwind most of the way home. One thing I have to say about the Pedego battery... it is long lasting. Granted, I turn off the pedal assist and ride with it off, I do use the throttle on the hills to aid my pedaling. I started at five bars and ended 20 miles later with five bars. It makes me feel very confident that I have some pretty good range. But being a heavy fatbike with only seven gears, I don't ride very fast. Especially since I pedal instead of just opening up on the throttle. But I still average 12-15 mph. I would be in the 20's if powered the whole time. But my intention is to also get a workout. By the time I make it home, with my soccer complex side trip, I have about 45 minutes to eat and head out to my long class. Fortunately, it is a short commute. I wasn't even hungry. But I knew I would be, so I ate. Had a quick lentils with cheese and crackers. Or what @Bear calls exploding chunky baby diaper. The microwave helped with the exploding effect. After I ate, I was feeling a little tired, so I had a Bear orange. Bear gave me some Hawaiian oranges. They were juicy and a good pick me up. Just glad Bear didn't give me berries. Would have sounded very wrong. So I make it my long class. My gear... Pedego Trail Tracker fatbike, Nutcase helmet, Frost River Mesabi Range Bag, Bose bluetooth speaker, Hydroflask, and gamcha. The gamcha had sweat wiping duty. But I was also going to use it as a speaker sling if the compression strap on the bag didn't work so well. I play music for my students because they like it. Normally, I just put the speaker on the stool I packed, but I like this set up. If it rains, just cover with the flap. My student's sword photobombing my bike. Good classes, as usual. We probably spend equal time on forms and ideas. The ideas would include the applications of moves. I try to work on their structure because that is really important. And I try to be scientific in explanation, and simple in showing. I show them how structure can help them apply power without exerting muscular strength. And I show them how they can apply multiple vectors of force against an opponent's single line of force to collapse their structure. All without using muscular force. One example was I had a tiny old lady (think she is in her 70's and is maybe 4'9" or something) get grabbed by an big Hawaiian guy. And applying those principles, he couldn't hold her and was sent away. She didn't do it smoothly, so he could feel the force incrementally applied as she did her move instead of all at once. So I explain it like ganging up on your opponent 4 to 1, in this case. Four vectors of force against his one. And in a fight, all's fair. And during the class, I was sooooooooooo thankful to have our trade winds back. During out water break, I even videoed our trees. When I got home and cleaned up, I hung out with my neighbor for a little while. We have both been busy and I haven't had a chance to speak with him other than the occasional wave. During our conversation, I was also enjoying the late afternoon and early evening sky. Beautiful! Lucky live Hawaii! So since I had already fed the monkeys. And mommy was out running. The monkeys came over wanting yogurt. So I take them out for yogurt. They had a good workout day too. They swam for about 45-55 minutes and biked for an hour or so. Good job on their part. And I take the neighbor kid too. So my kids say thank you. Neighbor kid says nothing and just chomps away. And I tell her, "You should say 'thank you' too." She says, "What for?" Oh I had to restrain the fist of death from head slapping her. I couldn't believe I had to explain that I brought her with us and bought her her yogurt. So after she looks at me for a few seconds, she says thank you. I did not go into how it is important to appreciate things and not to feel entitled to everything and anything. Figure that's her parents' job. So when I told Mrs. Hanzo, she said having other people's kids around makes you appreciate yours more. I always appreciate my kids though. They have always been mostly polite. Sorry for rambling, but I just remembered something that happened with my big monkey when she was little. This was before little monkey was even a sparkle in my eye. Mrs. went to a book group, so I dropped her off and took the monkey out to eat. Two years old and already a sushi snob. That's why I have always said that my girls will not be cheap dates. After we eat, we are walking around this mall. And we see a store with stuffed animals. So we go in to look around and she sees this little cat thing that she fancied. So after checking the price, I ask her if she wants it. So she says yes and hands it to me. I tell her, "Why are you giving it to me? Take it to the man behind the counter." This is where it gets really cool. She holds it up to him and says, "Excuse me. May I buy this please?" I wish I had a camera then. The guys reaction was classic. He looked at her, then he looked at me like I was a ventriloquis. Then he asks me, "How old is she?" So I ask her to tell him how old she is and she say, "I am two." And he freaks out some more. And tells me that his son is three and doesn't even say words yet. The thing is, I did not tell her what to say. I just told her to take it to the man because we have to get it from him. Sorry. So proud of my girls. So I did not have yogurt. I really do prefer the veggie ginger smoothie that wifee made for me. It came out blurry so as not to mess any of you up. Good night.