Close call, Frankly speaking
February 8th, 2010In 2005-06, I wrote a personal blog that was quite popular among friends. The primary content was reflections on a listless mid-30s single life in the city. I saved those posts, and I occasionally go back and read them for kicks. Most would not be appropriate or interesting on a more business-focused blog like this. But there are a few gems, ones that were particularly popular at the time and — honestly — are among my favorite pieces of writing that I’ve ever done. So from time to time, I’m going to share them on here. This is the first. Enjoy.
Originally published May 19, 2006
Last year on one of my early morning training rides on my road bike, the kind that are filling my every spare moment these days, I was traveling west on P Street NW, from Washington’s Dupont Circle toward my house. It was barely daylight, and there were no cars on the road, so I was riding entirely too fast. As I crossed 17th Street with a green light, a pedestrian materalized from nowhere, into the street and directly into my path. He saw me at the same time I saw him, shrieked and flailed backwards with his arms in the air as I swerved dramatically. I missed him by an inch, and to this day it’s the closest I’ve ever come to having a collision with someone on foot.
I was easly riding 20+ mph, with carbon-bladed wheels. Had I hit him, i would’ve hurt him very badly and generally been an ugly scene — especially since it was Congressman Barney Frank.


This routine would be easier if Ngoi arrived at the same time every time. But there’s about an hour variance. Obviously, I could throw out the spring rolls sometime other than the moment before she walks in the door. But because I feel bad about the whole thing, I procrastinate.
Then last year, I read the wonderful New York Times bestseller
I learned this week that the Public Relations Society of America (
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4. Outward Bound expedition (1997). The description for #2 above could fit this as well. But this was even more poignant. I learned that we discover how to be good people when we go into the wilderness and strip it down.
8. Sneaking off to Colorado (2006). I did it in the dead of night, terrified that pursuing the dream might do harm to my company or career. It didn’t. Colorado is the greatest place on earth, and I’ve never been happier. Of course, I continue to spend lots of time in DC, which likely is where my career will always be centered.
10. Adopting a dog (2007). I’d wanted a sidekick ever since I left my parents’ dog-filled house for college, but I thought the life wasn’t right for me. Despite all the inconvenience and annoyance, it’s taught me selflessness. It’s brought me a curious peace.