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Monday, July 28, 2003

FREEWHEEL REMOVAL??

SO WHY CANT I GET THE **** FREEWHEEL OFF?! I have the right tool, and all, but it is jammed on so tight. I mean, how hard do I have to torque that baby to get it off? I am totally afraid to break something. It might take me a week or more to get those spokes changed the rate I'm going. I am frustrated right now. You can read about how easy it is to do a procedure like this, but until you actually get it done, it ain't easy. That learning curve needs to be conquered one issue at a time I know. And this freewheel removal to get to these spoke changes is a wide curve for sure. Cant write more now.

Made chocolate zucchini cake last night with my first Zuc from the garden!!

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Monday, February 09, 2004

A HALLUCINATING TRIP

Its cold and wet out as I ride into work, my head down and my thoughts numb, my intent forward and my path clear. Rolling onto the Walnut St. ped bridge I glance up and the way ahead is untraveled. One walker only, and on the cement paved sidewalk at that. My knobbies make a low rumbling vibration as I travel over the open metal grating that makes the travelling base of the bridge. Dark metal openings letting the view of the blue ice through and I meditate on the frozen river momentarily. Suddenly one of the stone column piers that support the bridge begins to enter my view. First the base as it meets the icy river, then as I move forward the stone pier looms more into my full field of vision. Head still down, soon the column takes up my field of vision absent of the river anymore. Soon the top of the column will meet the bridge itself and I will pass over the column and begin moving towards the next. I know that my way ahead is free, that the rise of the column stops underneath the bridge travelling surface, but my mind suddenly tells me different... Read the rest here