40 is the new 20… right?

It’s a tough pill to swallow. I will be turning 40 next year! Ugh! Where has the time gone? Perhaps if I were a wealthy man, I would be in the midst of a mid-life crisis consisting of taking up a dangerous hobby like sky diving or cow tipping, or buying an expensive sports car. But alas, I am merely a working class man with bills to pay and kids to feed. So I figure I will do something much less expensive and just write a quick memoir of my early life.

Being that I was born in 1975, I can’t really consider myself a ’70’s kid since I don’t have many memories of the ’70’s at all. Luckily my mother took up photography as a hobby when I was but a wee lad, and I have many photographs at my disposal to show just what I was up to at the time. There are pictures of me in the summer time walking around wearing nothing but a diaper on my butt and a smile on my face. And there are the pictures of me, obviously dressed by my mother, wearing a hideously colored wide-collared shirt and yellow bell bottom corduroy pants with blue socks. *Shudder* Like I said, my mother dressed me that day.

Rather, I consider myself lucky to have been an ’80’s kid. Now, maybe I am a bit biased, but I still to this day consider the ’80’s to be the greatest decade ever. Great music, great movies, great T.V. shows, great Saturday morning cartoons and great toys. Life was so much simpler then. The world wasn’t in a state of complete distraction as it is now. There were no iPhones. There were no Androids. There were no PS4’s or Xbox 360’s. No, in fact, my idea of a handheld device was my Texas Instruments Speak -N- Spell. I had an Atari, but the only time I ever played it is if it were raining outside or after the streetlights came on (the universal sign for “Get your butt home NOW!”).

Yes, it was a much simpler time. I had this thing called an “imagination” and I wasn’t afraid to use it. A perfectly shaped stick could become a sword used to slay dragons, or it could become a gun used to fight off an Alien invasion. A cone from one of the many Magnolia trees in my neighborhood became hand grenades. And what was better than a friendly game of wiffle ball or kick ball with the kids in the neighborhood?

And then there was my bike. Oh how I loved that thing! It was a blue Ross BMX bike. My brother had a matching one in gray. I can’t even begin to imagine how many miles I put on that thing. It lasted a long time because I took care of it. I did all the maintenance to it myself, courtesy of lessons learned from my dad. It was my noble steed for many, many years.

Ok, so here is a run down of some of my favorite things from the ’80’s:

The Goonies, E.T. the Extra Terrestrial, Cheers, Dragon’s Lair (the arcade game and the cartoon), Pee Wee’s Playhouse, Galaxy High School, The Smurfs, Dungeons and Dragons (the cartoon), MTV actually playing music videos, After School Specials, Knight Rider, Airwolf, The Greatest American Hero, Teen Wolf, Alf, Back to the Future, The Breakfast Club, The Ghostbusters, The Never Ending Story, The Dark Crystal, Punky Brewster, Charles in Charge, Different Strokes, Silver Spoons, He-Man and the Masters of the Universe (the toys and the cartoon), G.I. Joe (the toys and the cartoon), The Transformers (the toys and the cartoon), Cyndi Lauper, all of the one hit wonders from the ’80’s (there are too many to list here), Prince and the Revolution’s Purple Rain album, Michael Jackson’s Thriller, Rubik’s Cubes, Tonka trucks, Members Only jackets, feathered hair, Greg LeMond becoming the first American to with the Tour de France. And the list goes on and on and on…

Even though the ’80’s was 3 decades ago, it still feels like yesterday to me.

Reflections on the 2014 Hampton Roads Tour de Cure

This past April, I participated in my third Tour de Cure in a row. For anyone who doesn’t know, it is a road cycling charity event which raises money for the American Diabetes Association. This is a huge event which takes place in many cities around the United States in early spring each year. It is a very well-organized event with entertainment at the start/finish, many well-stocked rest areas, and SAG support throughout the course. Most events have ride distances from 10 miles all the way up to 100 miles.

My first year, 2012, I rode the 65 mile route. I rode it solo, and at that time, it was the furthest distance I had ever ridden. Needless to say, this was a fun yet tiring ride. Of course, making this ride on a 1999 Trek 5500 race bike was less than pleasing as well. By the time I hit the 40 mile mark, my posterior was screaming and cussing at me for having a race saddle which was completely lacking in any padding.

My second year riding was my first ever century (100 mile) ride. I was very excited about this ride, but it almost didn’t happen. Participation in the Tour de Cure ride requires a minimum amount of $200 in donations be raised by each participant. I will be the first to admit my salesmanship skills are seriously lacking. I couldn’t sell a bag of groceries at a grocery store! The night before the ride I had already given up hope of actually riding because I was only at $95. Told you I wasn’t a good salesman. I hadn’t prepped my bike at all either. I had just laid down to go to sleep when I received a text from my mom saying she donated the remaining amount and to have fun on the ride! I was ecstatic! I thanked her profusely, got my butt right out of bed and quickly got my bike ready. It was going to be an early morning and a long day.

I rode the 2013 Tour de Cure with a group, Team Portsmouth. The ride leader kept the group on a very conservative (slow) pace. The full 100 miles took us a bit over 9 hours and we were the last group to finish. This was unacceptable to me. The pace we kept was much slower than I was comfortable with. But I didn’t complain. I enjoyed the scenery and I enjoyed the socializing. However, I was determined that the following year I would complete the 100 mile ride solo at my own pace.

Before I begin though, let me back up a bit and explain how I got to where I was at that moment. I was born June 12, 1975. Only a few months before, my dad had bought his first road bike. It was a 1974 Motobecane Grand Record. He would go on to purchase many other Motobecane bikes and ride and race them throughout much of my childhood. Cycling was in my blood from birth. I had many BMX bikes of my own, and all through my youth they were my main means of getting around.

It wasn’t until I was 32 that I got my first road bike. My dad gave me a 1987 Trek 400 Elance as a gift for my youngest child being born. The rest, as the saying goes, is history. The cycling bug in me came out of hibernation and I hit the ground running. I joined online forums, subscribed to cycling magazines, and of course, talked to my dad, who was a wealth of cycling information and advice.

Right about the time I started thinking about the 2014 Tour de Cure is the time I got the most crushing news of my life. My dad had been diagnosed with liver cancer. The cancer took him much too quickly, and on September 8, 2013, my dad, my mentor and hero passed away. My ride in the 2014 Tour de Cure would be dedicated to his memory.

I will also admit that I can be a bit of a procrastinator at times. In preparing for the 100 mile ride I think I completed maybe 100 miles total in training rides, mostly on my indoor trainer thanks to a particularly harsh winter here in Virginia. Now, anyone who rides knows for a fact that this is not even close to enough training miles. However, I am fortunate to have been blessed with athletic genes, a strong heart and lungs (and a stubborn brain).

Fast forward then to April 4, 2014. The day of the ride. This would be my test of endurance as I would be riding solo and without the benefit of being able to draft in a large group. I would be fighting the wind head on!

The morning was cool, bordering on chilly. I think there were about 500 riders in total, and most of us were hoping the sun would hurry up and peek out from the clouds and warm our bones. There was, as usual, a certain electrifying excitement in the air. Those of us doing the century were to be the first group to leave. We were all amped up and ready to go. I was so excited, in fact, that it wasn’t until the beginning of the singing of the national anthem that I realized I had left my water bottles in my car. Ugh! As soon as the anthem was done, the ride began, but I had to ride first back to my car to get the water bottles. No big deal.

Otherwise, the ride started off without a hitch. The sound of freewheels ratcheting, tires humming on the road and the clicking of shifting gears were music to my ears. There were many groups of riders chatting away among themselves. I was having conversations too. Only my conversations were completely private. I was talking in my mind to my dad.

When he was alive I didn’t talk to him as often as I would have liked. I regretted that now. I was saying things that I wish I had told him more often, like how much I loved him and how thankful I was to him for being so stern with me in my upbringing. He did a lot to help me be the disciplined, respectful person that I am today.

As the miles clicked by and my legs started burning, I could feel his hand on my shoulder, pushing me along. I could hear his voice telling me to keep going and to never give up. So I kept pedaling along, ignoring the pain and trying to focus on my breathing and ensuring that I was staying hydrated. There were so many times throughout the ride that I was regretting the lack of preparation prior to the ride. Still, I kept going. I wouldn’t quit, no matter how much my legs were telling me to.

I took advantage of every rest stop to empty the bladder and refill the water bottle (not at the same time, though). I kept the calories going in to keep my energy levels up. I stretched my legs and worked the kinks out of my shoulders and neck as best I could. Then after a few minutes I was back in the saddle cranking on the pedals once again.

By the time I got to the last rest stop I was near completely exhausted. My tank was empty. My legs felt like they were filled with cement and my brain, and perineum region, were damning me to eternity in hell, but my resolve to finish strong was still there. The last 11 miles were spent in deep conversation in my mind talking myself through the remainder of the ride. I could hear my dad telling me no matter what, he would always be proud of me. At long last, I could see the finish line. A full 8 hours after departing the starting gate, I was back to square one. Many of the riders who rode the 10, 30, 50 and 65 mile routes were already gone, but there were still plenty of volunteers and family and friends there cheering us on.

I crossed the finish line and my heart swelled with pride. I got off my bike, walked it off the pavement, leaned it up against a wall, crouched down… and broke down crying like a baby. I cried out of pride because I made it 100 miles solo. I cried out of relief that it was over. And I cried out of grief because at that moment I missed my dad incredibly, even though he was there with me the whole way. Once I regained my composure, I called my wife to let her know that I had made it back safe and sound without incident. No flats, crashes or falls is always a good thing.

In his will, my dad left me all of his bicycles, bike parts and tools. The 2015 Hampton Roads Tour de Cure will find me riding one of those bikes in his honor. I’m sure he will be there helping me along in that ride as well. I miss you dad!

Zeitcoin is still blazing away

Altcoins come, and altcoins go. In fact, there are so many altcoins on the market now that it is nearly impossible to weed through which ones are legitimate and which ones are scams. But one thing is for sure in this uncertain world of cryptocurrency, Zeitcoin is legit and Zeitcoin is here to stay!

Although the idea of associating Zeitcoin with the Zeitgeist movement has mostly fallen to the wayside (due in no small part to TZM’s inherent distrust of any financial system, including cryptocurrency), the Zeitcoin community is still holding on to many of the basic tenants of TZM. Chief among those is our desire to make this coin readily available and fairly distributable to the masses.

With Bitcoins 21 million coin total supply, the king of cryptocurrency will never be readily available and equitably distributable to the masses. Already there are a select few bagholders who posses the bulk of the current supply (sounds awfully familiar, doesn’t it?) and associated wealth. Zeitcoin will have a 90 billion coin total supply, making it much more fairly distributable, and with it’s current low price, easily obtained.

Another advantage that Zeitcoin has is the fact that it is fully POS (Proof-of-Stake) at this time. Not only is this much more environmentally-friendly, but with an impressive 25% annual stake in the first year, it is a great long-term investment coin.

Zeitcoin has an ever-growing and loyal community of supporters/investors who are dedicated to its success.  Our dev team has been tirelessly working to continually improve our wallet and blockchain functionality.

Although, it has not always been all fun and games, I can safely say that this coin has weathered several storms and has kept right on truckin’. To date, we have survived numerous pump and dumps by anonymous whales, who decended on us immediately after release, looking solely for a quick profit. We survived the original dev dropping out on us. The community refused to see this coin die, and a select few loyal supporters stepped up to fill his role… and then some!  We survived getting removed from the BTC markets on most of the exchanges where we were/are listed (again, complements of the pump and dump whales getting their profits and then crashing and holding our value down). We survived the CryptoRush issue. For anyone not familiar with it, there was an “issue” with CryptoRush “losing” millions of Zeitcoin due to what they claimed was our dev pushing out an update without informing them first. However, not long after, the same thing happened to Blackcoin, and it became known that the issue with BC and Zeit both were at fault with CryptoRush. And of course, we have survived many annoying, troublesome trolls whose sole purposes in life was to attempt to label Zeit as a pump and dump scam. Well, we certainly proved them wrong!

If all of that isn’t a true testament of the resilience of this coin and the devotion of the community still standing behind it, then I don’t know what is!

Now is the time to act! Go to Comkort.com or Cryptsy.com or Lazycoins.com right now and invest in Zeitcoin. Invest in your future!

Zeitcoin – A cryptocoin for the masses.

Zeitcoin is a Scrypt PoS/PoW hybrid coin (which is now in its fully POS stage) with one of the strongest communities behind it. A majority of the coin supply will be distributed by “minting” which allows anyone with coins in their wallet to receive up to 25% interest on their coins. All you have to do to receive interest on your coins every month is have some in your wallet.

Becoming a stakeholder in the Zeitcoin Movement is simple and easy. Simply visit one of the following exchanges and either purchase some Zeit, or trade any number of other coins for Zeit:

http://www.cryptsy.com (feel free to use my trade key 13836192b75d9db7ab08a5add42bd549ab48f5d7 for referral prior to any transactions you conduct!)

http://www.comkort.com (feel free to use my referral id 87105700 prior to any transactions you conduct!)

We are dedicated to building up this community with the goal of bringing cryptocurrencies into the world of activism. Join our movement today and become a stakeholder in Zeitcoin. We are all in this together and will not rest until our ZEIT is distributed to every active supporter who believes in our efforts. Join the movement today.

Zeitcoin is the way

The Zeitgeist Movement is one of the most recognized and profound global sustainability advocacy groups on the planet. They are truly a global force made up of various chapters from around the world which all seek to improve the quality of life on earth. TZM’s goal as stated on their website “is to implement an economic model that follows a truly scientific train of thought with respect to the technical factors that allow for human propensity, public health and environment responsibility over generational time.”

Even though Zeitcoin is not officially endorsed by TZM, the coin has been getting an overwhelming response from the community. Due to the fact that The Zeitgeist Movement is a leaderless group with no central authority, its nature is perfectly aligned with cryptocurrencies. The community behind an altcoin is always the mediating factor between success and failure as the sum of its parts vote on matters of its success with their satoshis and hashpower.

On March 1st when Zeitcoin was launched, over 20Ghs flowed into the network within the first few hours and once the coin hit an exchange, there was a large pop in prices before things stabilized. The huge demand for this coin is no surprise when you consider the fact that Zeitcoin is a Proof of Work/Proof of Stake hybrid coin starting out at 25% interest in the first year with a block reward halving every week. This coin will only be mined for 6 weeks before the PoW reward ends which has proven to be a stabile method of transforming a hybrid coin into being a purely PoS coin with healthy long-term increases.

Zeitcoin has noble ambitions and is seeking to adopt much of what TZM stands for while integrating the world of cryptocurrencies into it. Anything could happen with Zeitcoin once a fair and distributed network of ZEIT is established. If more Zeitgeist supporters come to see the value that crpyotcurencies offer to society, Zeitcoin could become an overnight success which it seems to have already become.

Source used by permission and originally posted at: http://altcoinauthority.com/2014/03/zeitcoin-movement/