Thursday, October 06, 2011

I never learned to count my blessings I choose instead to dwell in my disasters

VISITING SYLVIA PLATH HOUSE IN WELLESLEY
& MY FIRST FLAT TIRE ::sob::

Distance: 14.56 miles
Time: 1 hrs 25 mins 26 sec
Average: 10.2 av
Maximum: 23.7 mph
Calories: 946
Miles in 2011: 258.84
Total Miles: 1,107.88

THE GOOD: I am currently reading Sylvia Plath A Biography by Linda Wagner-Martin which, I am enjoying greatly. Plath was a phenomenal woman and I simply love her thoughts and style of writing. It was with great enthusiasm to realized that she used to live around 7 miles from my house in Wellesley. So, I decided to bike there and see the house where she grew up. I have biked to Wellesley, MA many times, and it is pretty cool to realized that Plath walked those same streets too. When I finally reached her home, I was overwhelmed with emotions. I almost saw her standing at the door. :)

THE BAD: Less than one minute away from my house I started to hear the hissssing noise coming from my front tire. I knew right away what it was, my first ever flat tire. I've been feeling pretty bad about it, but I guess it was bound to happen anyway. I have never fixed a flat tire nor do I have the tools to do it. Landry's is too far away for me to walk, and I wonder how much they would charge to get it fix. On the other hand, this can be a learning experience for me and I should buy the tools and fix it myself. After all, it doesn't seem that difficult. I don't know, I will see with that mood I wake up tomorrow and then I'll decide. ::really sad face::


Elmwood Rd, Wellesley MA where Sylvia Plath lived as a teenager. It was also where she first tried to commit suicide on August 24, 1953 by swallowing sleeping pills.

I didn't take a picture of the house because 1) it is a private home and 2) the mailman was walking around. I found this picture online.There is a park further down the street.



The book also said Plath worked at Lookout Farm. It didn't state which town, but it was probably this one in Natick. I have biked pass it a few times and it is a very big farm.

St Patrick's Church, Natick MA (on my way home)

2 comments:

mindful mule said...

Sounds like a nice journey through time. Bummer about the flat. These things happen, though. It may take a while to master the repair process but you can do it. Be patient. Take your time. Find a comfortable place. One step at a time. Don’t forget to breathe through it.

Vertigo said...

Thanks for the comment! I do want to learn how to do it, at least buy the tools and have it at home for when this happens again. I think it is a useful skill to have, specially since I ride my bike so often. I think I'll add a repair kit to my birthday/Christmas wish list.