Some assembly required...

I didn't ride today. Having ridden daily for the past week, I felt quite tired last night. Muscles require rest for recovery. Instead I got out the parts and began to assemble the bike. It looks good. Most of it has come together well. Once I get the stoker stem and seatpost, I can put on the last set of handlebars and finish her up. Then it will be a second going over to tighten nuts and taking her out for a test spin. For the first ride, I am thinking someplace without too much stress. Just a smooth run for a shakedown ride. The parts will be in for the weekend trail grand opening but right now the forecast is for rain. That would really dampen (pardon the pun) the festivities. Now I have a job to reassemble the axle of the old rear wheel so it can resume duty. That shouldn't be that hard. Just messy.

I will be working some additional days for Joe this week. A little extra income considering the possibility of reduced income in days ahead. And coming in less than 4 weeks, the Safari. I just can't wait. With our friends there and the good food and riding, we will have a great time.

Effigy of Grief

Effigies are used in grieving by providing a tangible representation of what has been lost, allowing a mourner to connect with who or what they've lost , which can help with the process of acceptance and emotional expression, particularly when the loss is sudden or traumatic; they can be used to focus grief and memories around a physical likeness, offering a sense of continued presence even in their absence

Spock

Spock is my favorite character in all fiction. A character who bridged the gap between two worlds and faced disdain from each. Who strove for excellence and exemplified strength, character, intelligence, and control. His nearly emotionless demeanor was a perfect foil for those who would attempt to intimidate or insult him. It was a style I would endeavor to imitate to thwart those attempting to insult, demean, or scare me in my own young life. I bought this little figure to remind me to guard against letting my defenses down and allowing emotional hurt to strike me. But I doubt my recollection of Spock will work for me again. It was the last gift from my past. Perhaps I will find another reservoir of strength.

Island Walk

I always try to help Rachael with Hubbard/Rockford if asked. They had me down for 3 days but at last minute asked for the other day. Work at Rockford is slow so working isn't hard, but not following my usual routine tired me out a bit. I still had some work I could take care of up in Cullman. Some bushhog work and other little items but the high temps held me back a bit. I did ride my bike a little and got in some of my walking in addition to some chores. Max needed to be delivered to Charlotte, SC for his drum major camp. I volunteered to take him. I was glad to be able to perform this chore for him but the long trip up and back combined with extra heavy traffic in the Atlanta are, which extended to within 30 miles of Alabama, combined to really tire me out. There had been a problem with my left rear wisdom tooth for over a year, so I decided I should get it taken care of before I wound up isolated somewhere in PEI. The extraction didn't appear to be problematic until just be...

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