Wednesday, July 2, 2014

Weekly Recap 6/30 - 7/6

Monday:  Walk 3 / Bike 6 

Not much happening on Monday.  Took a walk at lunch to warm up and get some sun on my back maybe that will help my cold/plague/allergies?   

Vinnie was back in the shop.  I dropped him off in the a.m. after being met with, "Beth, you don't have an appointment."  "Ah you 'fixed' this problem a month ago and it didn't stay fixed. Is an appointment really necessary?"  I went through all the "symptoms"  SRS Airbag Failure - Service Immediately, the windows will only open and close if you are pressing the down door lock (we figured this out on accident), the windshield wipers are going furiously, the interior lights may be off they may be on, can't read the gas gauge, can't open the trunk from the outside, have to pull the emergency open lever on the inside (lemme tell you trying to get to this when my bike was crammed in the back and a bag blocking it was not my idea of fun).  So they decided they could move some things around.  Um, yeah... 

The tech said they found the problem.  The Body Control Module was disconnected.  Ok, so how does that happen?  I was told it could be a couple things, was I piling a lot of stuff on the floor of the front passenger.  Um, no.  Who was in my car were they normal sized.  WTF does that mean?  Turns out my 6 foot possibly when he is soaking wet 180 lb husband is at fault.  The connectors to the Body Control Module are located under the glove box.  Apparently, his Frankenstein feet are pulling the connector out when he gets in the car.  Oh you don't even want to know what he had to say about this diagnosis!!   So, the connector has to be pulled forward, with a bit of force and makes a loud clicking sound.  Interesting.  Dominic showed me the problem, how it happens and how to fix it.  Ridiculous.  Vinnie is just getting broken in with 195K on him... 

See the two U shaped connectors on the left, the one to the right is the culprit.

So that trauma is over, yet again.  I was just starting to look at what vehicle I’d get next. 

Installed my new bike tire under Dave's expert tutelage and took it out for a quick spin.  All seems fine!  Whoop!  This is what the dollar bill looked like when I removed it, you can’t really see the see the tiny tear in the middle it but there is one.

Tuesday:  Walk 3 / Run 4 

Walk with the Usual Suspects and a little warm up run before the Dog Watch fun run.  I think the warm up helps me at least get my breathing under control and a nice healthy shot of albuterol.  Nice run with Ro and Steve, enjoyed a nice beer and interesting conversation after on the deck (The Dog Pound) behind the Dog Watch 

The view from The Dog Pound at the Dog Watch. Ahhhh…

The humidity is starting to set in, I do not enjoy this weather, kudos to those of you who do.  Ick. 

Wednesday:  Bike to/from work 39 / Tom McCoy Fun Run 3.1

The bike in was good, the breeze felt cooling. Possibly my slowest time yet, I think my legs are tired? Or the heat/humidity is a culprit?  Definitely I can feel all the pedaling in my knees, and my butt.  Talked to the salesman at Wayfare Bicycles about a new seat, maybe that was the problem.  He didn't think so.  Takes a while and I have upped my mileage kind of quickly, and everyone’s butt hurts get up out of the saddle more.  Ok, well I was happy he didn't try and sell me anything for sure.  I figured he would, so happy with my stop in there to pick up the new tire.

Biked part of the way home with Ro.  Fort Hill was torture.  I figured riding with someone I'd be a little faster, nope slowest yet.  Perhaps the hazy, hot, and humid has something to do with it?  We parted company when I turned left at Brook Street and she went on down towards Noank.

Fun run was, fun, soaking wet at the end.  Yikes.  I know it's bad when I have to wring out my hair. Ewwwww....  Jennifer and I hydrated at the Andrea and sampled some of RI's state appetizer.  I was surprised when a buddy from Maine told me about this and explained this is why New England calls RI it's stupid little brother. I'd expect it would be Quahog not Squid;  the article sheds a little more light on the mystery.  

Thursday:  0

Went to work in the a.m.  Nicole couldn't get a babysitter so we could ride in the a.m.  It was a pipe dream.  Tough having kids and a pilot for a husband.  Thought about running Burlingame and trying out the black fly patches. My overall bitchy mood won and I sulked / napped on the couch after Dave and I put in the AC in preps for a housebound day on Friday.    After I fell asleep he scurried out of the house to hang out with the guys at the RC plane field, smart man!!  

Friday:  Bike 10 / Dog Walk

I was up bright and early, a good nights sleep does well for an attitude adjustment.  I checked NOAA and looked like I could possibly be clear till 10.  Puttered around, fed the dogs so Dave could sleep in.  Out the door by 8 for a bike ride.  I made it a whole 3 miles before the sprinkles started.  Turned around, then proceeded to get passed by the Mystic Velo folks.  All very nice saying hi and pointing out road hazards.  This  did help me pick up my pace a bit but I didn't keep up with them.  The rain slowed at the point where I could go home or venture towards a different path.  I ventured forward, what the heck.  I was already wet, let's see how I and the bike does in the rain and it is seriously in need of a cleaning and a chain lube.  

The rain picked up and it was like a sand facial at points, not unbearable but after more than just a few miles it would not be fun.  Good to know for the future.  I made it 10 miles and called it good.  

Definitely a good experience in the rain, glad I stuck it out for a bit.  When I neared home the rain stopped, go figure.  Go on or go in?  I went in.

Dave mentioned he heard the thunder before I left.  I didn't.  He figured he was better off keeping this to himself.  HA!

Gizzy got his walk after the rain stopped.   He had things to do, namely pee on the curb of the 'mean dog' house.  Sometimes we need to stop at the 'hamburger bush' he found a hamburger in the bush oh 10 years ago?   Other times he is hell bent on walking on the stone wall in front of St. Pius Church.  I have to lift him up there now.  Dave taught him and Diesel this trick.  I guess he is reliving his youth?  Funny old guy he is, now happily sleeping on the floor not noticing the fireworks in the distance.  The blessing of going deaf?

Saturday:  41 Bike w/ Nicole

After two return trips to the house, first for gloves, second for the pump, I was finally on my way to meet Nicole to ride the loop of the Rhode Warrior bike course.  I have to take the front tire off my bike to get it in the back of my car as the bike rack we have needs to be replaced or have the straps replaced.  It simply doesn't stay on the car.  I have touring not rode tires so taking them off is tough even with loosening the breaks.  SO I bring the pump with me.  I do have a new frame pump with a gauge, I need to use it and make sure I can get the tire up to the right PSI, I didn't bother to do that yesterday.  Perhaps tomorrow...  The floor pump is just so much easier to use.

Until today Nicole's longest ride had been 34 miles.  She was a little nervous about the traffic and the miles, more so the traffic.  I wasn't the best leader I kept getting too far ahead of her, something for me to work on.  

We set out pretty much on time, I figured about 3 hours of riding time, I have to get better about adding in some stopping time.  All told we were out on the course for 3:28 riding for 3:13.  Not too bad for a first time one some of these hills.  

I warned Nicole that I had biked the first half of this and not the second, so I was a little nervous about getting lost.  I get lost, it happens, I even got all turned around just going home, don't ask.

Pendelton Hill / Rte 49 was going to be the worst part, pretty much all up hill with varying degrees of steepness, nothing completely obnoxious, more annoying, if that makes sense. 

Once we got to the top there was a little down hill then the final top, where the view is spectacular. One of these days I will take a picture.

We had a nice ride, the course is beautiful with very few crappy stretches of road.  I think Nicole will do great on this and hope we can get one more loop in before her 1/2 Ironman on August 24th.  

I spent a good part of the afternoon edging the lawn, I didn't get to it last year and with all the rain yesterday it was the perfect time to get after that project.   Jax was pretty bummed with me filling in all the lovely holes he has dug in the back yard.  Sorry pal.  No electric edger here, the regular old fashioned half moon spade.  I think that works just fine!  Now I'll hear about this from our neighbor Bob.  He grumbles that now he will have to edge if I manage to get to it before him.  He does have an electric edger.  I might lose a limb if I tried it.

Sunday:  25 Bike

Um yeah, Hester Prinn went out with the bike and not the Asics.  My rationale, I needed to see how my butt did the day after the 40 miler with Nicole. Much better.  I think I may have took on too much too fast?  In any event it was getting late to run so I rode some new to me roads and took on what I remembered as a bit hill on Rte 184, which really wasn't that big of a hill.  Huh.  Nice to cruise down Boombridge (AKA Cow Patty Lane) and see the cows.  After yesterdays ride through the countryside with Nicole I was seriously missing some wide open spaces and the smell of a farm.  I got a nice big draft of that from a fertilizer wagon, cough cough, ha!

Once I got home and loaded my stats to Strava Dave called, the guys weren't going to be able to make it to breakfast, would I like to go to breakfast.  Sure, always nice to be plan B.   No point in changing, got back on the bike and met him for a very late breakfast.  In the process of locking my bike to a metal post I managed to SMASH my head.  Really smashed it, saw stars.  Fortunately I still had my helmet on.  My head still hurts a bit, glad I had on the helmet, seriously.  

I probably should work up my 1/2 year stats... but my head hurts so I'll put that off for a few more days.


Beth, blazing into the 3rd quarter of 2014, wondering where time goes....  

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