Last night laying in bed thinking about what this tendinitis effect was going to be I hatched plan B. I worked with Shenandoah bikes and Push industries to reschedule my fork service to be performed before Tday. I removed my fork from my bike and put on a trash fork back on to allow me to still carry the bike on the fork mount. Not having the bike to ride eliminates the temptation to ride before i am as healed as I could be. So no ride stories until closer to Tday.
Tim, owner of the bike shop, invited me to his house to hang and / or shower. I took him up on the offer. What a neat guy and neat house environment. I likened it to Alice’s restaurant church house. Lingered. I among other things need to learn how to be a guest and accept people’ invitations instead of running away from them. I indulged them in a Craig conversation and was still invited to stay.
I am accepting Cal’s dinner offer in Heath, Ohio next week.
What do I really want to do? I don’t know, I do not have a person to argue with to shape my plans against. No bike riding has left a deep hole to fill with unplanned plans.
Off to crawl further back into the van.