Well, made it back and I went right to work the next morning.
Good idea or bad idea, not sure. But it was a crazy busy couple days, then Friday off. Had plans to do shit Friday, maybe go to the shop, but then I just was exhausted.
Doc took a look at the issue with my foot, something is fucked up but nothing serious, but it will need time to heal and I need to keep my feet up and off them as much as I can. And I'm tired.
So Friday I stayed home, then went grocery shopping because the pantry and fridge were empty.
Thursday morning I set up L's old VivoActive 3. The one she lost so completely that we bought a replacement, two months later she found the old one. So I finally decided to try it out. Mostly for HR and sleep metrics. It is a little weird sleeping with it but I think having some data to go off will help. Or not.
Like last night. Got a decent night sleep but was still tired, of all the time only 46 minutes were deep sleep. Almost double that in REM and most of it all in light sleep. How it measures? I dunno but even if it is off it is probably consistently off and reasonably reliable.
But I still woke up tired and just out of it so, pulled the plug on the bike shop. Just kind or relaxed and putzed around, watched the Men's XCO. That was crazy. Helped sort stuff out for college shopping, then everyone went off for that, I stayed home. Very strange TBH. I'm never home, esp two days in a row.
But I'm tired of being tired. So I'm working hard at catching up, making tough choices.
We did finally buy tickets for Colorado, missing Parents Weekend, Rowing Parents welcome party, Head of the Housatonic, Night weasels, MRCCX, and who knows what else, but the memorial service is important.
Spent too long looking at Car Rentals. How the fuck do you choose one? I am such a travel rookie.
There's a hornet nest in the wall by the car, I stuffed a bunch of peppermint soaked cotton balls in the cracks, they didn't seem to like it, maybe it'll get them to move or abandon that nest. I'd rather not spray it down with bee killer.
Finally went to address the busted spoke in case the weather clears and I can ride the easy bike tomorrow. Got the rotor, cassette off the tire off, peeled the tape back got the nipple out. Pulled the spokes I thought were the right size out... too long, esp with the nipples I grabbed. The factory ones have a longer section w/o threads and sit 2-3mm shorter than I can make work. So well, fuck. Need different spoke. And so I either put it all back together or leave it apart. I dunno what. Might try and get stuff back together. Put the wheels and cassette back on the Klein. start taking the Paramount apart. Fix the rear flat on the Black Blue (commute with gears on dry days bike).
Will save cleaning the CX bike for another time.
The trip was amazing, my kid is amazing, I'm proud of what she did. Her boat is also getting all the media coverage, a very photogenic boat.
I'm tired of being tired. But it is weird to try and not do much, to try and rest. So fucking weird.
I wonder if the drinking created that space of forced chill and relaxation, even if medically induced. And yeah plenty of people suggest I go for a bit of the legal weed and self medicate with that but I'm leery of it and don't really want to temp the addiction pathway with something. Should be able to figure it out without it. Maybe.
Or maybe I'm just getting old. Mike talks a bit about it and it hit home. Yeah yeah all his shit seems to hit home for me. I dunno, he's just writing for me or something.
I suppose I've been sitting long enough. Move says the watch. Get up and finish what I started with the bike even if that means putting the tire, cassette and disc rotor back on the wheel to make it easier to bring to the shop.
And that flat. And those wheels, Not sure where the partially dissasembled P-mount will go. Gotta figure that out.
too much to figure out...
still...
always...
and next week is gonna be nuts. le sigh...
Amor Fati Motherfuckers
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