Sunday Ride Tests Legs After Stair-climbing Week, Then Heavy Reading and a Playable Memoir by Brenda Romero in France

Sundays are for getting up early and testing that the legs are still in working order after potentially overdoing it with a crosscountry ride. All week, climbing stairs has been a struggle, as if the muscles contain only vapours of energy. Just a little test cycle out to the woods to see if everything's tickety boo.

Then, inevitably, when I collapse into bed afterward, it will be time to settle into some heavy reading. Exercise for the old noggin, you know? Over on Aftermath, Brenda Romero has published a beautiful piece of playable literature, a memoir.

A life story told through the overlappings of history within a house. I don't want to spoil too much, so I'll share a bit from earlier in the story, but I sat down to glance at Chasing Lilacs and found myself gripped until its end. The space inside the front door can be called an entryway or foyer, but these words seem bigger than the space, so it is called 'the front door'. If you are two, your father greets your older sister's date at the door.