Yesterday at lunch I played pickleball. A month ago the idea of playing pickleball the day after playing volleyball would have been something I never would have entertained. The toll it would potentially place on my body would be more than I could pay. However fast forward a month and it was no big deal. In fact I played some of the best doubles I have in a very long time, I just felt like I was in sync and on point, it’s a good feeling.
Last night I helped a friend move some stuff. When you have a pickup truck this makes you a popular person at times like that. Having a knack for grinding through physical labor is a sought after talent as well. It went fine and we grabbed dinner in the midst of it. It was a good warm up for the endless moving that I will be digging into in the very near future.
Elsa has been very cute lately. She has been much more excited and animated when I get home the last few days. I’m not sure what has spurred the change but I welcome it. There is nothing better than having another living being thrilled just because you showed up. It makes you feel like a super hero.
Last night marked a month since my return to playing semi-organized volleyball. I got to play with the same woman I did last week. We both appreciate that the other has basic volleyball skills so we want to stick together. Again last night we played a number of formats ranging from 5’s to 3’s. I felt more rust falling off my game as I am passing and setting better with an occasional hit mixed in there. My serve for whatever reason has been good and getting better since day 1.
I also find myself being the most sandy player on the court. I am hustling and diving throughout the two hour session. It feels good to do so even after some of the impacts take me a few extra seconds to recover from than they may have in the past. Again despite putting myself through some pretty tough play I found my body survived without major impact which is great news. The ability for me to physically survive beach volleyball is also good for me mentally. It’s just one of what I am expecting to be a long list of changes/improvements 2023 is going to hold for me.
Last night I finished up my binge watching of Jack Ryan. I ingested all three seasons in 2-3 weeks. A lot of times I would watch an episode or two while I was in bed which is not ideal as it is not unusual for me to drift in and out in that position, resulting in some gaps on the story line for me. Regardless I enjoyed the series. I have a list of three things I want to dig into next, one of them being Yellowstone and another being Picard.
My sleep has been getting better lately since the incision on my head is healing up. I don’t feel the sharp sting that I did the first few days, allowing me to get better sleep once again, with an assist from Unisom.
I am now at the point with my house transition that I am wishing we could just get it over with. I know long hard days of packing/moving are coming followed by an unknown amount of time at the new place trying to get things in workable order. It’s going to be a combination of frustration and fun, without a doubt.
Tonight I am planning to hit the sand volleyball court for the fourth consecutive week. I am encouraged that things are going better. Pretty much every time I have played pickleball since I started in 2022 I have worn knee braces, thinking they would help my overall knee stability. I have had one knee scoped twice for meniscus damage and the other one is not in great shape either. I have been able to play pickleball but often my knees have not felt great after playing, it is my biggest problem area.
Well when I started playing volleyball I decided to not wear the braces because I basically did not want to get them all sandy. However I noticed afterward that my knees felt better than I would have expected after playing. I then thought back to my active volleyball days. After my knee surgeries I thought I needed to wear a brace so I did, for awhile. However at one point I stopped wearing it and again I actually felt better. My non-medical expert opinion is the compression the knee brace creates decreases the amount of space in the joint which in turn creates more opportunity for inflammation.
So anyway, based on this I have also stopped wearing my dual knee braces for pickleball and low and behold, I have noticed I am exiting each session feeling better in my knees than I have for the majority of time I have been playing. So my plan going forward is to keep playing “naked” and see where it leads me. My hope is the more I expose my body to the movements in these sports the more reliable it will become.
The other night I stepped on the scale and it actually read 181 lbs, my heaviest weight in probably a year or more. Now that I am more around where I want to be I need to taper off my eating to more reasonable levels as well as keep focusing on my strength training. I want any additional weight to be primarily muscle, not flab. Last night after work I was still able to knock out my calisthenics “century” workout, doing 20 pull ups, 20 dips, 30 hanging knee raises and 30 push ups. It felt a little more difficult with the added few pounds but I got through it. I am mentally weighing if I want to build a pull up bar at my new place or not…..
I think I mentioned here about my reconsideration about how much I share on social media a week or two ago. I have modified my sharing behavior since then. Part of that change was not even posting links to my blog posts on FB. Over the weekend I reversed that decision. Since the blog is private, posting the links to FB isn’t a huge deal, plus I had a few readers reach out to me about how seeing the links there was a reminder for them to check it out. In addition I gave even more thought to the big picture and how my people pleasing could be connected to some of those changes. So I decided to please myself, instead.
Friday after work I once again got the weeding done which feels more and more weird the closer I get to selling my house. I could not touch another weed or mow another blade of grass from now until the sale is finalized and it would not impact anything, except my sense of responsibility. I feel responsible for keeping the house and yard in order until the property changes hands. That being said, I am sure my weeding is a little less thorough than it would typically be.
I spent a lot of time digging into the V13 again over the weekend. When I put it back together the first time I noticed some odd behavior, like the power button acting inconsistently as well as one of the struts not being able to be secured in place up top. I discovered that during reassembly I somehow pinched a wire harness that goes to the display and power button, damaging it. I got the power working consistently but now whenever the wheel is turned on the headlight is turned on as well, you can not turn it off. I was frustrated.
I also figured out what was going on with the one strut after having it pop out of place and make a horrible noise during a ride later. I spent a bunch of hours on this wheel trying to diagnose, dis and reassemble it the last few days. Although it frustrated me greatly at times I also now have a very good understanding of how to and not to take it apart and put it together. This attitude is something that has served me well as an adult. A willingness to fail exposes you to opportunities to learn.
I felt confident enough in the wheel to do speed runs on it over the weekend, setting another new personal speed record of approximately 46MPH. If I tweaked a couple things I could likely have hit 50. I also took the wheel out at night to show off the amazing headlight the V13 has. It lights up the roadway almost to car-like levels.
On Friday I got some awful news that my buddy Don had to put down his dog Lucky. I have had Lucky out at the house a number of times over the years and I had gone to see him several times over the last few weeks once I heard he was sick. Even with this knowledge, word of his passing hit me hard. Don and I went out to dinner Saturday night. He was deeply impacted, of course. Lucky was a cornerstone of his life, especially since he retired last year. There were surges of emotion as we talked about Lucky and the way a dog can become a family member. The loss is great and lasting. I was glad I got to share some time with Don.
This weekend I resumed Operation Toss It Out. I targeted both storage sheds and the pegboard on the garage. I took many wheelbarrow loads and later yard cart loads of stuff to the curb. I was pretty ruthless in what went. I even took all of my old exterior Christmas decorations AND the tree to the curb. I have no sheds at the new place, although maybe I could eventually add a small one. With that being the case, unless I want my garage to be a pig sty at the new house, the stuff simply needs to go.
I went around the house and made a list of every piece of furniture that still remains. I included the measurements of each piece as again, with a third less space in the new place I need to be smart about what will and will not fit. I eventually see myself getting a lot of new furniture so I don’t want to waste time moving stuff I dont require. It’s going to be a tight rope to walk for sure but I would rather have too little than too much at this point.
I got the word that the buyers for my house have now dropped the financing contingency meaning there should be no obstacles between now and closing on the sale in a month. That is good news indeed. I had my realtor check to see if there was any change with the house I am buying, hoping to get an earlier closing date. The best they could do was move it up one day, oh well.
Last night I spent a good chunk of time ripping apart ANOTHER wheel, the brand new V13 I am testing. It developed a weird tapping noise over the weekend and I was hoping I could find the cause by pulling the motor out. This wheel is massive and heavy, weighing in at over 110lbs. This made flipping it around for disassembly tedious and less than ideal for someone that has a big incision on his head. Taking it apart was not horrible but far from fun. Unfortunately all that work did not reveal anything obvious that could have been causing the noise. Now I wait for direction from the dealer. After the fiasco I had ripping apart the T4 a week ago, I have had my fill of EUC repairs/maintenance for awhile.
Last night was another rough one in the sleep department. The incision is just in a really bad place when it comes to sleeping. I fall asleep but if I turn in a way that applies pressure to the incision it causes enough pain to wake me up. The pain is less each day so I am hoping by the end of the weekend I can sleep normally once again.
This weekend I may start going through more stuff in the out buildings, resuming the parade to the curb to get rid of whatever I don’t want. It feels strange that I will probably only have to mow the grass at the house maybe once more before I am out of there, very, very strange.
Lately I have noticed a tad more aggression in my everyday existence, especially in driving. I seem to have very little patience on the road which has not been the norm the last 10 years or so. Since getting Tesla’s I used to be content to turn on Autopilot and stay in one lane, allowing the car to maintain the lane, speed and distance. Now I am feeling quickly frustrated if I am behind a vehicle that is going the speed limit or only barely above it. I instantly am looking for pathways around them. Now I am not doing stupid aggressive behavior like tailgating or cutting vehicles off with a foot to spare but for me, there is a definite change. To break down exactly why that is would probably take more time than I am willing to commit here.
Last night I shot a quick update video outlining how my path has progressed since I shot a video on New Years Day announcing that I was selling my house. It would be very difficult to document all of the twists and turns that have taken place since then but the 10,000 foot version is, a lot of shit has gotten done. With as fast as time flies nowadays I will be moving into my new place before you know it. Speaking of moving I got my first quote from a moving company and it was just to move all of the significant furniture. It was not cheap but I may decide to go that route while I can focus on moving smaller things and boxes myself. I have a bit of time before I have to commit.
It seems like my gluttony has been paying off. Last night the scale read 179lbs and change which is right around where I would like to be. Now I need to taper back the eating to a level where I can hold this body weight. It will be a bit of a trial and error thing requiring regular visits to the scale.
Yesterday I had yet another skin cancer surgery, this time removing a basal cell spot behind the right ear. I have had so many skin surgeries it’s old hat. I now have a long stitch line behind the ear, much longer than the spot of cancer, which is normal. That area of your head does not have a lot of loose skin so it had to be pulled pretty tight. Once the numbing injections wore off it started stinging. I took Tylenol during the night to take the edge off the pain.
Because of the location it made sleeping challenging as I sleep on my back. Despite taking two Unisom tablets I had a very restless night of sleep as any pressure on the incision area was painful. Today I have the bandages off and am just tasked with keeping the stitches well lubricated with Neosporin, allowing the rest of the world to see my Frankenstein-like stitches.
Today I again participated in sand volleyball after work marking the 3rd week in a row I have played, which is promising. There were not many people so we played triples versus four and then 3 on 3 later. I played with two new people who unlike a bunch of people that play, had solid volleyball fundamental skills. All night we were pretty consistent, winning 5 of the 7 games we played. What I was excited about was I had my first clean hits since I started playing. I was able to approach, jump and strike the ball cleanly for a point two or three times. In addition I had several good hustle plays where I saved balls with diving stabs. I also continued my serving hot streak, not hitting a ball out or into the net for the third week in a row.
It was very humid out so I was pretty tired after 7 games of triples. The other two weeks we had four or five on a side. Still, my body feels ok and I am definitely feeling better on the court. My passing and setting is much more consistent than it was week one. I am cautiously optimistic that I may be able to resume playing volleyball on a regular basis.
Tomorrow I go in for yet another skin cancer surgery. I am getting a little suspicious however about the care plan I have been getting. For some reason my doctor seems to feel that every spot of basal cell I have requires expensive MOHS surgery to address instead of trying to freeze or burn spots off instead. After this round of cut and stitch I may go somewhere else to get a second opinion.
The surgery will likely curtail my ability to play pickleball this week which is annoying.
I dug into my T4 yesterday to figure out why the suspension was sticking after I reassembled it. Luckily before I did I thought about one portion of the repair video I watched where they mentioned a detail that I did not really pay attention to. When I checked that detail I immediately found the problem. I was fortunate that to correct it I only had to take the pedals off so it was fixed in less than 15 minutes. After re pressurizing the shock a quick road test verified I once again had working suspension.
Late morning I headed out to do a range test on the V13. As usual I headed towards Ave Maria. What was not usual was a tapping sound I started to hear on the ride back. There have been several reports of this wheel having issues with the motor bolts coming loose and eventually shearing so that immediately went through my head. I kept my speed down the ride back, hoping nothing catastrophic happened along the way. Now the wheel is in the pits until I get direction from the dealer as far as what they want me to do. I already investigated what is involved in pulling the motor from this wheel, I could do it if need be.
The rest of my day was uneventful as I binged a few more Jack Ryan episodes. I now finished season two and have moved on to season 3. I spent some time as well thinking about the reality shift that is coming my way. In three weeks I’ll be closing on my new house and a little more than a month from now I will be closing on the sale of mine. It seems a bit surreal. I already have a lot of stuff packed from the painting project but I have not decided when I want to start packing what remains, or how I want to tackle the move in general logistically. I do need to get a quote from a moving company to see how painful that option might be.
Friday after work I decided to go out and weed the property before doing the pizza thing. It was a an odd feeling as I walked around doing one of the many tasks that I don’t enjoy, I won’t be doing it for much longer. In a little more than a month all of these self imposed chains of must do’s are going to be cut free and it’s going to feel weird. Now of course there will be lots to keep my focus moving into a new house. There will surely be a long list of things that I at least initially am going to want to do but my goal is my new normal is a much less task focused existence with more focus on enjoying life more.
On Saturday morning I changed the oil in the tractor. The tractor is actually part of the sale so you may wonder why I did it. The simple answer is, it was time to do so. It’s one less thing the new owners will need to handle. I anticipate some sort of interaction with the owners where I give them the lay of the land as far as how everything around here functions. There is a lot that would be helpful to know.
I also received a new test wheel on Saturday, the Inmotion V13. This wheel is huge, fast and expensive, checking in at around $4500. A couple years ago I used to get new wheels sent to me to evaluate but it had not happened in awhile, I was glad to get included this time around. In the morning I got motivated to do something funny, jump my EUCs. For around a year I have had a ramp in a box that I ordered with the intent of doing just that. I never did, until yesterday.
Later on in the day I took the V13 on a ride to the DD that is 10 miles away. I was blown away by just how easy it was to go fast on this wheel. At one point I was cruising at 40MPH without even realizing it. I think this may be the first wheel that I could legit hit 50MPH on.
If my Saturday was not already full enough I went to dinner at the new South Street Bar that opened recently. It’s about 9 miles from my house. The place was stupid full because the Ben Allen band was performing there later. They wanted a $20 cover charge just to walk in the door which I was not going to do. Luckily I spotted an empty seat at an outdoor facing bar there so I snagged it. I slammed a couple beers quickly and had a veggie enchilada which was ok. The bar had a powerful air curtain above it which kept what felt like tropical force winds in my face the entire time which was not all that enjoyable.
When I got home I had one more thing planned, a live stream to talk about the V13. The stream did not start until 9PM and I didn’t shut it off till 11:30 or so. The first 20 minutes were plagued by mic problems that I finally got figured out.
On Sunday I went to an afternoon matinee to see Avatar 2 with Monique. The first Avatar was mind blowing, I clearly recall leaving the theater amazed at the time. Avatar 2 took so long to come out I really had no major excitement about it. I recall seeing the previews and shoulder shrugging a bit. We saw the film in 3D, something else I had not experienced in a very long time. It enhances the film but I could have been fine without it. We saw the movie at the Naples 20 theater, a place I pretty much abandoned 10 years ago. Since then it has been totally renovated and is nicer than I recalled.
My experience started with frustration over the 25 minutes of commercials and previews that were shown after the posted 11:55 start time. It was ridiculous. The movie was very long with a run time of well over 3 hours. But you know what? It was worth it. The movie was great. It managed to capture a lot of the magic from the first film. The visuals were nothing short of amazing and the story was deep and touching. Both Monique and I really enjoyed it. It gets an A. I’m glad I got to see it in the theaters before it went away.
When I got home I became motivated to complete a motor swap on my Begode T4. I have had the parts to do it for a couple months but I have been putting it off. I knew that my life was only going to get more instead of less busy over the next couple months so I talked myself into tackling the project now. As is often the case with these sort of tasks, it turned out to take way more time than expected with several annoying roadblocks along the way. The cherry on top is once it was all back together and I took a test ride I realized the suspension was seized. So I now need to tear it back down to see why this is. I also plan to do a range test on the V13 today so it will be another full plate. It’s ok, right now I will take as many things to keep my mind as occupied as possible. It plays tricks on me otherwise.
Late in the day yesterday I received the building inspection report on my home that was performed earlier in the week. It was EXTREMELY detailed with more than 70 pages in the report. In got into the minutia, if an outlet felt a little loose it was noted, if there was a a rusty bolt it was noted, it was nuts. No wonder the guy was there so long. Of course the two bigger issues of possible minor termite activity and a heat stressed wire to the hot water heater was also noted. Along with the report was the buyers request to get a credit for these potential remediations. We did the same thing on the house I am buying.
When I saw the amount they were asking as a credit it was pretty minor, less than a half a percent of the overall price of the home. I talked to my realtor on the phone to see if we had any official back up offers that could give me leverage, we did not. So I told her I would just agree to the credit instead of countering back to save $1000 or so which seemed petty to me. This absolves me from having to worry about anything that was noted, it’s their choice what do at this point. I like that.
Last night I shot two videos, one reviewing a stick vacuum that was sent to me for free and another on a new accessory for my Sherman S. Doing two videos on a Thursday night made for a late evening.
This morning I had two people show up shortly after 8AM at the house. One was an appraiser for the buyer’s mortgage company and the other was someone from my pest control company. When I first heard about the minor termite evidence my knee jerk reaction was to call them. Now that I agreed to the credit it’s no longer my problem but I still had them take a look. He agreed it was very minor. He told me that drywood termites take years to cause substantial damage, it’s the subterranean variety that are very destructive. I got the quote for treatment but like I said, it’s not really my problem now although I will pass along the info if they want it.
I have a three day weekend ahead of me. It’s a little bizarre how I find myself already sort of detaching from the house. The importance of doing what I have always done to maintain the property is fading away as it soon will not be my property any longer. It’s a strange feeling. I still will find plenty of things to keep me busy. I have been waiting for the final contingency on the sale to be met before I go full speed ahead with packing anything further. Life sure has felt weird in 2023.
