Here We Go Again

This week’s title has a couple of meanings. First of all, on Friday I signed an agreement to sell the cottage to the same people that wanted to buy it last year. The agreement is again subject to them selling their place at Gull Lake, so here we go again, waiting for the call that may never come. It does double our chances of a sale, but that may take it from 10% to 20% or 1% to 2%. At any rate it’s at least something.

The other meaning has to do with this pesky old hip injury. The last couple of weeks it hasn’t hurt at all, so I thought things were on the mend. On today’s run, I went six miles and visibly limped when we got back. It took several blocks of walking to stop the gimp, and it came back as I got up from the brunch table after sitting for a few minutes. Pat and I talked constantly during the run (imagine that) so maybe it took my mind off the pain.

The web site is nearly ready for human eyes. I’ve uploaded 160 separate posts so far and I have just a couple more to go. Then Matt and I will talk about (e-mail) the format of the site. So far I’ve broken it down between e-mails, eulogies and ramblings. I’ve also set up a category of stories with pictures. I’m going to try to add pictures to the eulogies so readers know what they looked like. The expectation is that most of you would be interested in the e-mails and wouldn’t care much about the eulogies or ramblings. It’s coming soon.

It’s been interesting going back and posting all of those old e-mails. Through the years I’ve copied almost all of them to a word document called e-mails to friends. The “Word Press” website allows me to copy them from word to the post screen, then edit them and add pictures if I want. I look back to the e-mails I sent while I was recovering from the bike wreck and I’ve edited some of the sentences. I know what I was trying to say, but you had to read so much in between the lines or guess what was going on in my brain that they only made sense to me.

I had forgotten what some of them said and I was entertained when I went through them. It’s funny (not to me) that, through the years, I’ve whined about a lot of injuries. The hip has been a problem for quite some time so maybe it’s more than just a sore tendon.

Our golf game last Sunday was entertaining. We all (Jean, Becky, Jan Kietzmann and I) had some good shots and some awful shots. We had just enough good shots to bring us back again. Even when I play a lot, I’m still just mediocre which fits in well with my swimming, biking and running. We had fun and finished up with drinks on the deck of the 19th hole.

Bill, Larry and I went on a 38 mile bike ride yesterday in the wind. We did the northern part of the 24 hour challenge route. Riding East across Sisson Road, then Brown Road was brutal. I’ve had a slight bug the last couple of days so I was lethargic and my legs were burning from the time we started until the time we finished. Of course I whined about that. What else could you expect? Once we turned onto Velte Road, the riding got a little easier and when we went straight West, we were pushed along nicely.

Congratulations to the girls who did the Indianapolis Half Marathon yesterday. Jean says all had a decent race and everybody had fun. How long do you think it will take for all the real stories to come out? “What happens in Indianapolis, stays in Indianapolis” will be difficult with 11 women keeping the secrets, and I say that with the utmost respect of the opposite sex.

Just (Sitting Here With My Foot In My Mouth) Jack 

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