Nobody wanted it

Two Sunday’s ago I was parked at Sheep Bridge road parking spot among several other rigs. I was inside my closed van as I was preparing to ride. A rider finished his ride and put his bike on his pickup which was parked next to me. He did not make contact before he drove away. Later I exited my house and went to back of van to get my bike down. I saw a tallboy PBR on the box that he must have left for me. Thank you for thinking of me. However, I have a gluten intolerance preventing me from consuming beer. I paid it forward by placing the unopened can onto  a post at the parking spot and went for my ride. Upon return other rigs were in lot and the can remained where I placed it. Yesterday 9 days later I saw the can was still there. Make up a reason why it remained.

My right shoulder is the one needing repair, the left one was repaired like 26 years ago. I started putting in hard effort to strengthen the right one using an exercise band doing upright rows. I went for gusto letting the right drive effort. The right one was improving, however, I strained the left one which is now producing its own issue. Dang. I need PT for this one. Insurance coverage requires a DR order for PT coverage. I scored a return visit to clinic here this Friday for referral. Plus my left thumb, which was damaged from ski falls, is hurting from pushing my seat dropper lever. Will ask for PT coverage on it. I have a PT appointment with Eric is Sedona in 2 weeks. I will have coverage for 4 body parts and he can only treat one at a time.

Been riding here on the Hurricane Cliffs trail system by mixing up routes. I have been learning about suspension tuning and making adjustments to both shock and fork which have improved quality of ride. But I have written about this several times. Improvements.

Last several days the temp has risen into the 60s and just dropping to 30 in the dark. Heater still runs all night, last night I was warm enough to cover myself with lighter summer down blanket. My sheets are so comfortable to remain in bed after 6 AM wake up. With no time commitment I linger in comfort. Plus it delays listening to my body getting started. Point of reference: at stand up my heart beats just 53 beats per minute.  During my ride my max heart pumps at 140 beats per minute.

Data from my travel spread sheet reveals I have visited here, Hurkin, for every year except for 2013 which was recovery from 1st shoulder repair. Over those years weather events, or lack of, have been lived thru. This year is dead dry and warm. Out here cows have grazed down edible vegetation leaving plants they won’t eat. One year was flooding wet overflowing the Virgin River. Rain is forecast for tonight and tomorrow, too warm to make it white.

Heater really sucks juice even with new batteries and the one solar panel can’t replenish charge completely. The shop that replaced the alternator said it was 200 amp which is greater than original 150 amp. I felt the new one was not charging as strongly as I felt it should by looking at battery data. I asked the repair shop in ST George, who previously worked on my van, to find the part info and research its capacity. Internet search on part number revealed that yes, it is 200 amp but made in China. Current battery charge is 76% at 10:30 AM under slight cloud cover. Prolly won’t drive away from here today so I might run the engine later for charging.

Blood pressure cuff recorded 45 beats per min. Soon I will ride which will accelerate the rate. Last ride for 1 hr 28 mins my average beats per minute was 119, the bulk of the time I was in 110 to 126 beats for 55 mins.

It’s 60 degrees at 10:38 AM at 3,969′. December 24. Climate change.

Enough, time to get after it.