Archives March 2017

So when I had Best Services repair my leaking hose bib last year I signed up for one of their home service contracts because it actually saved me money on the repair.  Part of that service is free PM’s on stuff like your AC and electrical systems.   They had contacted me asking to schedule the AC maintenance a couple weeks ago.  They scheduled for last Thursday morning but then cancelled the day prior due to some high priority repair that came up, ok fine, we rescheduled for this Thursday.  They called the night before to confirm someone would be there between 8AM and 9AM.

Cindy taught a class early yesterday but got home before 8 o’clock.  She had some stuff she wanted to get done but the PM shouldn’t take very long.  So a little before 9 Cindy tells me nooone was there yet.  That’s weird, the last time the Best tech was very punctual.  I told her I was sure they would be there soon.  Well I was wrong.  9:30 arrived with no tech and no call to let us know what was going on.  I was officially annoyed.

I call the Best office and tell them nobody has shown up and noone called us.  They apologize and put me on hold to see what is up.  They come back and say the tech had truck problems but he should be leaving shortly.  I asked why he would not let us know he was going to be delayed?  The phone rep said he should have let us know and apologized again.  They said the tech will be talked to about the lack of communication but assured me they would “make it right”.  They said the tech should be arriving around 10AM. Ok, wonderful.  I let Cindy know of the new ETA, she wasn’t thrilled as it puts a crimp in her plans.

So I started checking the DVR driveway feed to see if the tech showed up. When 10:20 arrived and the driveway was still empty I had enough.  I called Best back and said the tech has now missed the second eta of the morning I no longer was going to wait.  They apologized again and asked if I wanted to reschedule.  I told them no, I don’t like dealing with companies that do not value their customers time. After more apologies from them I hung up, content to use my normal AC company for PM from now on.  I just have very little tolerance for people or businesses that don’t do what they say.  Sure, shit happens but if it does, let me know about it proactively.

When I was investigating options for Tacomas before getting my truck I liked the Inferno Orange dash accents that came on Inferno trucks with a black interior.  Well my truck has the gray interior so my dash surround is a much less splashy gray.  However, just because it came that way doesn’t mean it needs to stay that way.  I found out I was able to order the Inferno dash accent pieces and did so from the same dealer I bought my TRD Pro grill from.  I am hoping they show up today so I can swap them in over the weekend.  Cindy crinkled her nose when I told her about my purchase.  I told her that surprised me because when I first showed her the trucks she reacted favorably to the orange accents.  Oh well.

I also have been getting the itch to do some more mods to the truck.  I am thinking about new tires/wheels as well as a small 3-1″ leveling kit/lift.  Although the wheels and tires on the Tacoma aren’t bad, they aren’t all that exciting either.  A set of aggressive wheels and tires would make the truck uniquely mine which is appealing.  I watched a full video of what is involved with installing the lift kit and it is something I definitely could do. It would be much easier if I had access to a car lift.  Unfortunately there is no place in my local area that rents lift time that I have been able to find.  So anyway, those mods are not a next week thing but the seed is definitely planted in my head and is being watered regularly.

So the rabbit hole where the two baby bunnies were is now empty.  Cindy is worried something bad happened to the babies. I am more optimistic and hope the momma bunny simply relocated the babies to a different location once she saw the modifications we made to her nest.

This weekend I have some small things I want to knock out like some yard maintenance and cleaning out the chicken coop.  Hopefully a fun EUC ride and maybe a trip to the movies can be incorporated too.

So the driver side headlight was out on Cindy’s Prius for a few days.  With her new job she has been on the road early in the morning to teach 530 AM classes so it was sort of important to get it fixed.  I figured I would do it last night instead of waiting for the weekend.  I had prepped by watching a number of videos on YouTube by amateurs.  Watching those videos gave me a good sense of what the job entailed and it was clearly a pain in the ass.

You would think Toyota would make a common maintenance item like headlight bulbs relatively easy to replace.  Well I can attest that they definitely did not consider easy maintenance when it came to bulb placement.  In total I spent around an hour replacing both bulbs.  The majority of the time was spent blindly trying to jam my hand into a small space trying to perform frustrating precise movements.  If you watch the video you will get a sense of how annoying it was, and I cut A LOT of it out.  So anyway, eventually persistence paid off and I got both bulbs swapped out so Cindy can once again drive down properly illuminated roadways. I heard a dealership will charge anywhere between $100 and $300 to perform the same work.

Katie and Bowser were at the house last night for the first time in a couple days.  I have to say, even though Bowser is a big lovable dog, there is a lot more peace and tranquility in the house when he is not there.  Elsa kicks things into the next level of crazy when Bowser is there and his spontaneous barking episodes are something that I can do without quite easily.

So last night after work I was out in the chicken yard doing some maintenance.  One of those things was watering the sod we placed in the area as well as the four small palms we have around the chicken “playground”.  They were looking water stressed so I soaked them all pretty well.

I then dumped and refilled the two water containers we have behind the coop.  As I was bringing them back in I heard a strange squeaking noise.  I saw Kristen and Peaches sort of squatted down and still.  My first thought was one of the chickens were making this noise, something I never heard them do before.

I then saw movement on the ground a few inches in front of the chickens.  I realize it is some sort of baby animal.  I swooped in and scared back the chickens as I am pretty sure they were getting ready to kill it, chickens will kill small animals.  We have seen them kill frogs and even a small mouse.  The last thing I wanted was a front row seat to another murder.

First I looked to make sure the baby wasn’t injured.  I was worried the birds had already started pecking at it.  It seemed ok.  My first idea was it was a baby mouse but after closer inspection I realized it was a baby rabbit. Great….  So I had no idea what I was going to do but I scooped the baby up and held it inside my t-shirt, like a kangaroo pouch.  I figured my body heat would be good for it.  I carried the baby inside with me and kept it tucked inside my shirt as I got on the computer to look for information.

What I found was rabbits don’t spend a lot of time with their young.  They dig small holes often in plain site and leave their babies in there most of the day.  The mother typically only returns at night to feed them.  I was still confused how the baby rabbit would be in the middle of the chicken area but I figured the nest HAD to be nearby.  I put some towels in a box and carefully placed the bunny in there while I went back outside to try to find the nest.

  So it didn’t take long for me to spot a small hole dug out a few inches from one of the palm trees.  I realized what had happened.  When I was soaking the trees I inadvertently flooded out the nest.  The baby probably either floated or swam out to avoid drowning.  I of course felt terrible that I caused this chain of events that could have potentially killed the rabbit.  When I got on my knees and looked into the hole I saw ANOTHER baby in there.  I was glad when I saw it moving around.

So I had a problem.  I planned to put the baby back in the hole but I was worried that as time goes on they are going to draw more attention from the chickens which could be dangerous.  I went and grabbed a leftover piece of composite lumber and screwed it to the wood that the hole was dug under.  This left enough space for the mother rabbit to get in while hopefully keeping the chickens out.  Of course the best option would be for the nest to be moved but that is something we couldn’t do.

I didn’t place the baby rabbit back until Cindy got home so she could see it.  It was very cute as it would interrupt sleeping with brief periods of stretching and moving around.  When Cindy placed the baby back with it’s sibling they both seemed excited.  For a brief period of time they were crawling out of the nest which was not good.  I hung around standing guard until both babies returned to the bottom of the hole.

During the entire ordeal I tried to minimize my contact with the baby, only picking it up with my bare hands briefly to scoop it out of the chickens reach.  No other skin contact occurred so hopefully the mom doesn’t freak out.  I can only hope the rabbits manage to mature safely in their hostile home.  We’ll be checking on them.  This is just another chapter of my long history of animal interventions.  I’m crossing my fingers it has a happy ending.

So despite being told Saturday that the doors of the gym would be locked Monday, I changed into my gym clothes and went anyway just to confirm the closure for myself.  Imagine my surprise when I saw the gym was open for business.  I saw the manager and asked him what was up.  I told him on Saturday gym staff said the doors were being locked Monday.

He looked embarrassed and a bit nervous as he said “no, no, we are open!”  I asked for more details.  He said that evidently the man that bought the local franchise will be out of the picture, the landlord was ready to evict him due to non-payment of rent.  However supposedly the gym is now going to be taken over by corporate RetroFitness which according to the manager is a good thing.  I asked him flat out if the gym was going to remain open during this transition and he said yes.  Hopefully he wasn’t lying to my face.

Last night Cindy was out so I tended to a few things before heading out to do a little more reverse riding practice in the driveway.  I actually had more struggles than I expected but I think a part of that reason was my legs were pretty stiff and tired from all the backwards practice this past weekend.  My legs are utilized much more heavily when riding in reverse.

So we decided Friday afternoon we would go to the second Tarpons game of the season.  We dropped Sadie off at Ali’s on the way there so I was worried we might get to the arena late.  When I pulled into the parking lot, despite it being 10 minutes before kickoff the parking lot was dramatically less full than it was for the first game.  I’m not sure why there was such a big drop off.  Maybe those week one fans realized that arena football at this level is sort of sad.  It was ironic, despite the terrible attendance they had double the amount of food stands open as they normally do.  There was absolutely no waiting for your food or beverage items.

For the second time this season the visiting team had on generic uniforms with plain black helmets.  Most of their players were dramatically undersized compared to their Tarpon counterparts.  The tiniest of them all was number 26 that you would have sworn was 12 years old.  The guy was barely over five feet tall and couldn’t have weighed more than 120 pounds.  He also was their kicker and was absolutely awful at it, kicking spinning tops that would travel no more than 15 feet in the air.  It was a joke.

As you would expect, the Tarpons absolutely steam rolled their opposition, winning something like 70-24.  It very well may be the last game we attend this season as of the two remaining games one is a Sunday afternoon and another is a Monday night, neither time slot excites me.  I will likely have better things to do than watch the Tarpons beat up on whatever bush league team comes in next.

I got some very annoying news on Friday.  Cindy, who teaches a few classes at my gym, got a call from the fitness director that the gym was closing it’s doors, again.  Regular blog readers may remember that my gym closed once before for about six months when the prior owners, who did a terrible job of running the place stopped paying rent.

Well guess what, this new owner evidently stopped paying rent as well.  He also stopped paying employees recently as several paychecks have bounced.  The employees had no idea this was coming.  As recently as a week or two ago the manager was claiming there was soon going to be a lot of money coming into the business, not sure what he meant by that, maybe he meant the money they weren’t going to pay the employees.

I stopped by on Saturday and verified the closure which is supposed to officially happen today.  This scenario creates a large hole in my lunchtime workout plans. I basically have two options, do bodyweight workouts outdoors or go back to the hated and crowded Planet Fitness, where they have pulled out much of the free weight equipment I like to use. Neither option is great.  We will see what happens.

On Saturday morning I was in the yard a good portion of the morning attending to a number of things as Cindy was not home.  Late morning I loaded Elsa up in the truck with me to get coffee and run the truck through a touch free car wash.  As I was waiting in line to enter the wash I thought how she may react since Elsa can be VERY skittish and is easily scared.  I tried to remain optimistic.

So as the wash started with the low pressure pre-wash process Elsa seemed curious about what was going on but not scared.  However that changed once the high pressure water started hitting the truck.  She immediately jumped over into my lap.  I held onto her tight and reassured her everything was ok.  She wasn’t a fan of the the high power drying blowers either.

Mid-afternoon I ran out to do some errands as well as do some more backwards EUC practice.  I decided I would use the Sugden Park parking lot to do so.  I had a lot of struggles early on but then suddenly something clicked.  I was doing consistently long backwards rides and at the end I even did more advanced moves like mounting the wheel in the backwards direction as well as doing “pendulums” where you reverse direction on the wheel without stepping off.  I was very encouraged by the rapid progress.

Our Saturday night was quiet as we caught up on some of our backlogged DVR content while enjoying a tasty vegetable lasagna Cindy made.

Sunday the 6AM alarm gave me an unwelcome jolt out of bed, I felt like I could have slept longer.  I quietly got my running garb on and gear together for my run at the track.  It used to be I would always be joined later in my run by some walkers around the track.  Since I rebooted my running a month or so ago that has no longer been the case.  I end my run as I begin it, alone.

I was surprised when I saw the numbers my old GPS gave me, my average pace seemed slower than it felt. When I reviewed the lap times I saw it had one of my laps showing an 11:45 pace which is impossible and the likely reason my numbers were inflated.  The GPS hardware in my old Garmin is first gen, newer units definitely are more accurate.  I was almost annoyed enough to consider the prospect of plunking down a couple hundred bucks for a new watch,  That was until I realized that my current level of running has no real need for accurate speed measurement, it’s all slow.

I went right from running into chicken coop cleaning at home.  Cindy always acts like she feels guilty when I do the coop work but I really don’t mind it.  I love the chickens and they seem equally fond of me.  I have mastered the art of mouth breathing so cleaning the excrement coated rubber mats isn’t as bad for me as it could be for others.

So mid-morning Cindy and I headed out with our wheels to North Collier Park.  As we entered the park we saw something very unusual.  A bald man was walking slowly through the park with his guitar around his neck.  As he strolled along he was playing the instrument while singing quite enthusiastically.   I’m not sure what the deal was but it certainly was a first for me.

So my hope was Cindy would get some more one wheel practice while riding with me and I also could get some more backwards practice in.  As we were riding around the back loop in the park I decided I wanted to start the backwards practice early.  I did a reversal from going forward to backward which went well.  However as I tried to stop and step off I lost my balance and went rolling backwards off the side of the path.  I didn’t hit the ground that hard but I did land one a bunch of rocks that left various bruises/scrapes on my back.  I also somehow wound up with a small branch wedged inside my helmet.  It’s too bad the GoPro wasn’t rolling, it had to look ridiculous.

Cindy continued to do well with her riding.  Even though she was very resistant to the entire idea of trying to learn an EUC again I can tell that she is now proud of her accomplishment which makes me happy.

My backwards training went pretty well, I rode backwards a couple tenths of a mile in one shot and did a number of free standing reverse mounts and pendulums.  My control in all aspects of backwards riding is still very shaky and needs a lot of cleaning up and practice but the fact that I have at least a base level of backwards proficiency after only a week of focused practice makes me feel good, nearly as good as when I learned to go forwards.

On our way home from riding we decided to stop at our brand new Publix which opened up last week.  This store has actually been built since November but problems with the water hook up has delayed it’s opening until now which is sort of crazy.  The store is located less than three miles from our door which is awesome.

It’s funny, back in 2001 when we bought our land one of the things our realtor told us was how a Publix was going to be built there “very soon”.  Sixteen years isn’t very soon in my book but regardless, I am very happy it’s finally here.

The store was packed, just like the parking lot.  Unfortunately the parking lot is undersized for the amount of use the store will get.  Some people were parking in the shoulder across the road and walking across traffic to get inside, it is kind of crazy.

The store itself was bright, clean and beautiful.  Cindy and I walked the aisles to get a general lay out idea but it seemed to follow the same blueprint as most Publix stores built in the last 10 years.   We waited at the deli probably 20 minutes to get a couple subs for lunch.  I am hoping as a little time passes shopping at the store won’t be such a consistently congested experience.

Last night as we were watching TV I decided to soak my feet for a pretty disgusting reason.  Back when I built the fence around the chicken coop I somehow damaged the toenail on my left big toe from being in my work boots with thick socks all weekend long.  The nail has gone through various color changes since then but lately has looked more cadaver like.

Well it also has recently started to feel loose.  When I would put on socks sometimes it would snag on the nail and I could feel it pulling upward which was not a pleasant sensation.  Clearly the nail was going to come off sooner or later.  I decided I would rather get it done sooner so after soaking the toe for awhile I started the nauseating task of rocking the nail up and down.  I did this while the toe was still submerged in the foot bath and obscured from view, to minimize the disgusting visual.  I finally was able to break the old nail free.  It wasn’t really painful, it just felt really strange in a gross way.  Under the dead nail I could see the tiny beginning of a new nail forming which I am sure will take months and months.  It was a stomach turning way to end my weekend.

Cindy was out at an event last night so I had an open evening to do whatever came to mind.  Of course the first thing that popped into my head was to get my fourth day of serious practice of reverse EUC riding in.  The session started out kind of rocky with me struggling to get to the distance mark I set on Tuesday night for quite awhile.  I then made a subtle adjustment, supporting the wheel more with my calves to help stability as well as leaning back more to keep my speed up.  By the time I was done I had obliterated my previous best of 37 feet, rolling 90 feet without stepping off.  To be honest, on that 90 foot roll I intentionally stopped myself because I was approaching the garage so I might have been able to go further.

I was very encouraged by my progress.  I think I am at the point where I should be heading to the school parking lot to increase my reverse practice real estate.  I still have a TON of work to do but considering a week ago I couldn’t roll 5 feet without falling off, things are looking up.

This weekend has no formal schedule although we might take in a Tarpons game tonight.

So yesterday I finally got a response from YouTube regarding the sudden suspension of my EUC Army channel at the end of February.  The email basically said, “Woops, our bad”  It turns out the channel was not violating any YT terms of service.

I’m happy that the channel was reinstated but irritated it was suspended in the first place and frustrated that it took this long for YouTube to turn the lights back on.  Now I have to upload the backlog of EUC videos that went down in the last month.

Cindy and I got out to the fair last night.  I totally forgot it was canned food night meaning I could have just brought some canned goods instead of handing over $10 to get in.  It didn’t take long to realize they switched things up pretty drastically at the fair this year.  Instead of offering more, there was less, noticeably less.

The conventional, carnie infested are where the rides and games of “skill” seemed the same but other parts of the fair seemed to be trimmed back.  The area designated to the farm animals took the most noticeable hit.  I would estimate they had about half the space allocated to the animals as in years prior, an odd choice.  We checked out the chickens, cows, pigs and goats before grabbing food.  For dinner we had arepas with a side order of maduros, our de facto fair meal.  We patronized the same stand run by the same old hispanic lady as we have the past four years.

We checked out portions of the motorcycle jumping, bears, white tigers, and the living mermaid shows.  We walked through carnie alley.  We didn’t get accosted as much as usual by the carnival employees, probably because of my current skinhead look.

We hit the petting zoo tent on our way out which is always a favorite.  Cindy had a connection to a black yak that just loved getting attention.  She probably spent a good 10 minutes rubbing him down.  It was cute.

On the way out we got snagged by a personable Scottish guy that was selling these cool reusable heating packets.  Basically you click a button that sets off a chemical reaction that instantly heats up the pack which stays warm for about 90 minutes.  I have heard of single use heating packs like this.  What makes this different is you can actually reuse the packs infinitely.

After use you drop the pack in boiling water for 2-3 minutes, let it cool and it is ready to be reused again.   Cindy is constantly using a heating pad so this seemed like something that would be very useful for her.  After a county fair negotiation we wound up getting a good deal on a set of them.

Another day, another terrorist event, this time in the UK.  We were due to have another fear inciting, Muslim hating incident to keep the fires burning.  If you think this problem is something that is ever going to be “defeated”, I have some pristine swampland I’d like to sell you.

I was back out in the driveway last night working on riding backwards on my EUC.  I had some tweaks to my technique I was anxious to try.  The biggest one was consciously pushing my hips back so I keep steady speed.  Part of my problem Monday night was I would run out momentum which in turn made me step off.

Things started out slowly but I then suddenly had a ride that went a dozen feet past my prior best that I had marked with a branch.  A few minutes later I managed to ride another 10 feet past that, a little short of 40 feet.  I still had plenty of wobbly, shorter rides mixed in there but the fact that I was able to hang on that far was very encouraging.

Tonight we plan to make our annual visit to the county fair.  A night of simple fun, animals and people watching awaits.

So even though I was beat up from my backwards riding practice on Sunday I headed back into the driveway last night to work on it some more.  I had a number of things I wanted to do differently after watching the video from Sunday.  I pulled the Tacoma down toward the entrance of the driveway.  I wanted to use the rear of it as my launch point.  Instead of going along a fence I wanted to just push backwards and have it with no safety crutch on either side of me, hopefully forcing me to adapt to the physics of backwards riding quicker. I also saw a lot of technique things I was doing wrong which I needed to work on.  It’s been a long time since I have had to consciously think about riding the EUC but in a way it was cool to have another mountain to climb.

So I definitely had some improvement and I had no major wipeouts.  My best backward ride was approximately 15 feet.  I had an unexpected treat when Cindy came out on her wheel to ride around as well.  She is really good at getting on and off the wheel as well as adept at going straight.  Her next hurdle is getting the hang of turning which she made some progress on, being able to do a 180 degree turn within the boundaries of the driveway for the first time.

The 15 minutes I had planned to allocate to riding turned out to be more like 45 minutes.  It felt good to be making some small progress and it was better doing it with Cindy out there as well.  You can see from the video(s) we had fun.  I shot a lot of footage, enough for two full videos.

I was outside Saturday morning bright and early.  I had a ton of things I wanted to get done, small things that added up to a larger block of time.  I placed a new set of solar pathway lights to replace the 4-5 year old lamps that were mostly dead.  Cindy asked that I place a couple by the entrance to the driveway for better visibility.  Or course no more than 30 minutes after I placed them Katie hit one backing out her truck, breaking the mounting stake.  I actually had lights by the end of the driveway before and they got pulled after repeated vehicle strikes.

I also used the steam mop and went over the tiled living area.  There has been a constant feeling of grime on the floor since the house has become a psuedo dog kennel.  I hoped the steam mop would help alleviate that.  I inherited this mop when my mom passed away.  I actually bought it for her as a Christmas present a few years before that.  Well it seems like for some reason it does not pump steam like it once did.  I was not happy with the end result.

Later in the day I bought a new and improved floor steam mop and got dramatically better results.  For the first time in weeks the floor actually felt clean to bare feet.  Of course with the dogs constantly bringing in dirt and sand, unless I allocate a couple days a week to steam cleaning, the floors will be back to their gritty state in no time.

I volunteered to help Cindy do some work at her mom’s condo.  Cindy was doing a lot of painting which I wanted no part of but there were also some shelving that needed to be installed which I have experience with.  I first dropped Cindy off at her mom’s place so I could get a look at what would be needed supply wise.  We took a few measurements and I headed to the the closest Home Depot.

I bought that white wire shelving that is used everywhere.  I bought six foot sections that I had a HD employee cut to length using his hydraulic snips, saving me a lot of sawing.  I also bought a DeWalt hack saw.  I have an old shitty one at home that I didn’t bring.  I figured I needed to have a saw in case the cuts the clerk made were not good enough.  It turned out that was a good decision as I had to saw a fraction of an inch off of three sections.

Hanging shelving is never fun and of course the most important aspect is that they are spaced correctly and level.  After hanging the first shelf which I used Cindy extensively to hold things I developed a better system that allowed me to hang everything else solo with good results.  Cindy and her mom thanked me for the work.

I actually had thrown my electric unicycle in the truck.  Even though Cindy planned to leave in a  few minutes, I told her she should just take the truck, I would ride my EUC the 13-14 miles home.  The weather was beautiful and I wanted to get a ride in.  She passed me while I was approaching Collier Blvd, waving as she saw me.

On Saturday night we, well mostly I, watched the latest Bourne Identity movie.  I was glad to see Matt Damon reclaim the role.  I thought the movie was very entertaining, a high energy action flick with a strong revenge plot.  I really liked it, enough to give it an A- rating.

I started my Sunday off with a 5K run at the track.  I did not have the strong IT band pain this week as I did last Sunday.  I completed all laps sans-limp although according to the GPS my pace was slower than it felt.  It was pitch dark for most of the run.  The only source of light was the moon which was filtered by thin clouds.

I again had a “go” attitude when I got home.  I headed directly outside to attend to the chicken duties.  I was finishing up by the time Cindy brought Elsa outside.  Cindy had several things she needed to do on Sunday but she agreed to go ride with me for a bit which was cool.  We went to North Collier Park since it is closer.  Cindy continued her excellent riding progress and is demonstrating  natural abilities that I don’t possess.  At the end of the ride I told her to try my Msuper a little bit, my theory being since it is bigger and more stable she would feel more steady on it.  She promptly rode the wheel the distance of the parking lot and did a six or seven foot backwards ride at the end of it.  It was easy for her.

During the afternoon Cindy was out.  I had some more videos I wanted to shoot.  The first one was something that I had in my head for awhile.  I wanted to see if I could still flip the 500 pound double stack of tires, a feat I did roughly four years ago, back when I was doing a lot of power training.  I wanted to see if I could still pull it off on the doorstep of 50 years of age.

It was windy outside so I thought I would be smart and use my external mic rig that has a wind screen.  Well I wasn’t smart enough to test the functionality of the rig ahead of time.  The end result was the audio was a mess which I replaced with a music bed and captions.  Elsa was out there cheering me on as I got the tire stack flipped not once but twice.  My experience at Stone Park with IronLoo was a huge help as I now knew that getting my feet away from the tires and pushing into them low with my shoulder was a key factor in the start of the lift. The side of my face, hands, and forearms were black from the old dirty rubber.

I then had MORE EUC videos I wanted to shoot. I went to the school to first shoot an intermediate rider tips tutorial where I talk about some of the skills to practice once you are able to more or less stay on the wheel.

I then wanted to shoot footage of me trying to learn to ride backwards.  Another guy I know, Marty that is a few years older than me recently started seriously to try to learn backwards riding.  I felt if he could try, so should I.  I have tried riding backwards a little bit in the past but had very poor results.  As comfortable as I feel going forwards at this point, it doesn’t seem possible that going backwards should feel so foreign, but it does.

So anyway the video shows my dozens of frustrating attempts.  I was actually getting a bit fatigued from all of the awkward stumbling dismounts.  Shortly after I commented how I mentally was done, I had a nasty face plant fall where the wheel shot out from under me.  My hands/wrists took the initial impact followed by my elbows.  Of course I neglected to wear my elbow pads yesterday which would have helped.

Despite having on the wrist guards, both wrists hurt considerably.  Both elbows were scraped/bruised and although I didn’t realize it at the time, I sprained my right big toe as well.  Despite the crash, I refused to let that be my last experience as I am a firm believer that ending on a positive note is a very important thing.  I did a few more attempts and stopped after I had maybe a 10 foot backwards ride.  Watching back the video is actually helpful to me as I can see some clear mistakes I am making.

My Msuper took some nasty falls along with me.  I added a bunch of new scratches to the case.  Later last evening I added some foam bumper material to key impact points to hopefully minimize additional damage as long as I am trying to learn the skill.  I awoke this morning feeling all sorts of aches and pains from the running, tire flipping, face planting activities of the weekend.