I was pretty bummed when I found the rot in my house. I've been working on this house for 9 years, gradually adding on, upgrading, rebuilding etc and I know what it is going to take to do that. Riding a bike for me is a privilege, not an entitlement and this was a good reminder. In light of that, my recovery ride today took a little bit different than normal route, up the parkway and down Elk Mtn Scenic Pkwy. I like climbing Elk better than descending.
The first heat wave of the year hit today, temps up into the 80's and of course my body started rebelling, but I complained so much about the cold this year, that I refuse to spread negativity and complain about the heat. It is summer in a veritable rain forest, it is going to be hot and humid. Suck it up and ride!
When I do the grilled cheese stop at PMBAR, I purposely leave tools, pump etc at home. I'm not a real rest stop, I am policing FSR 5015. The grilled cheese is an oasis in the woods. I am not prepared to help in case of break down, (unless it is physical then I am prepared). When Mike Pierce and Joel Watson rolled through though, I had a moment of caring. Joel had come up from Charleston to race this beast with Mike, and he had lost a cleat. When he said that his race was over, my heart sank. I know what it feels like to DNF. I went to my truck and pulled out a shoe with the cleat that he needed. He was stoked to be back in the game.
Today, the mail came and Joel sent me a cleat with a little note and an even smaller bicycle. Thanks for spreading the kindness. Little things like that make a person's day so much better!!
The insurance inspector/adjuster/what ever they call them is coming today to let me know if the damage is covered or not. Should be interesting. For some reason, I never thought to make a claim about any of the repairs that I have done. Live and learn, I suppose.
I'll title this project: "Rebuilding My House, 12 feet at a time".
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