When it happens, it happens.

It has been quite windy for several days now. Storm, I think it’s called, when it blows as hard as this. It has also rained, with heavy showers and also some hail. And it has gotten much colder. This morning it was only 5 degrees Celsius, and the wind was tormenting my face while I was biking to the cafeteria. But at least it was sunny, and kept on being sunny the entire day.

Saturday, on the contrary, was still fairly warm. The sky was mostly gray with clouds hastily fluttering  towards…. everywhere, as it seemed. The weather forecast claimed it wouldn’t rain until mid afternoon, so I biked away! With a load of books on the back carrier, which I would give to the Second Hand store, and another plastic bag with some trousers I recently had received from a friend but didn’t fit me. In the last second before I left home, I also put a rain cape in the bike-basket. If…

Halfway to the Second Hand it started to rain. No, it poured down! And we are not talking about cats and dogs here, we are talking about tigers and elephants!

I managed to drag the rain cape over my head, and tried to make it reach below my knees. Where it didn’t stay while I was biking, of course. The wind wanted it UP, the rain wanted to drown my jeans and I just wanted to reach the second-hand before I was drowned as well.

So I got there, still alive and kicking – though with half-half wet pants. My jacket and the cape had saved my upper 75 %.

I unloaded the plastic bags and then pulled the bike aside, trying to get at least some shelter until the cloudburst had continued on its path AWAY from us. I had in mind to visit the nearby food store to buy some fruit and veggies before turning back home.

Soon enough the clouds floated along, away from us. I led my bike some ten meters away from cars and people, and then was about to enter it.

The pedals were almost totally stuck.

WHAT?!?!?!?

The wheels were alright, so I led the bike to the other side of the street, and examined the situation. Had something got stuck in the wheel? At first I couldn’t see anything odd at all. But the pedals resisted all attempts to move. It had to be something!

THEN!

I had secured the book bag (bookbag LOL) with a stretch band. We call that devise a “squid” since the original, many years ago, was made as a ring with 5 flexible “arms” attached to it. Nowadays it’s only one “arm” left, but we still call it a squid. Really good to secure baggage with.
Anyhow, while having my attention on the rain, on the fruit and veggies, and what to do later that day, I had forgotten about the squid. Which therefore had been hanging on the side of the bike and as such managed to get stuck in the wheel when I started to move… and nestled in on the bicycle chain.

It wasn’t difficult to get rid of that. I only had to move the bike backwards a bit, and so carefully pluck it away. It was oily and icky.

Now I could bike along, coulnd’t I?

Nope…

Now the pedals peddled around all by themselves.
(itself? I came to think of that pedals actually are a pair, and English grammar can be VERY devious…)
(and I know, I invented the peddle-word… in this meaning… don’t want to sell anything… at all… )

Okay! The pedals were totally looooose… could’ve have flown away even… so NOW WHAT???

HA! The squid had forced the chain out of its place. So to speak.

Call for a taxi to take me to my usual bike mechanic?
Nope. Too expensive. Can’t do that. Will soon move to the new apartment… want to shop my… something…  out then…

Walk home – almost 4 kilometers, plus further on to the mechanic 1,6 kilometers.
Are you kidding me! My legs and back would kill me for that! But I have tools back home… don’t need no mechanic… actually…

No! Still to far to walk…

BUT! I suddenly realized.

DaughterM lives only 1 km from were I stood. Maybe I could borrow the car… she’s at work… have to call first… ask… won’t ever borrow the car before telling her first…

I start walking, a couple of meters, phoning, no answer, phoning again, walk a couple of meters…

THEN IT STARTED TO RAIN AGAIN! A TOTAL CLOUDBURST TIMES TEN!!!!

Now my shoes are totally soaked, and most of the jeans legs…
I keep walking…

Beside some bushes a bit further on, I try to drag the chain back on its place…
hopeless…. all I get is dirty fingers… and they hurt…

Try to wipe it off on some leaves, and then I find an old paper tissue…

Try to phone again… and keep walking…

The raining lessens as I get closer to her house, and I think I don’t really want to mess with managing the bike into the back of the car… where on earth does she have her tool box? Has she a toolbox?!

I keep phoning… still no answers…

The rain is more moderate while I take the bike into her patio which has a roof. The sun is beginning to come through the clouds and a little bit of blue sky can be seen.

I turn the bike upside down and once again try to flex the chain over to its place on the nave. Impossible.

She still doesn’t answer the phone. I give up and decide to walk home after all. But at first I’ll go to the bathroom.

I do so, and less then one minute later I see that she had phoned me while I was in the bathroom – to where I of course didn’t bring the phone…

I called her back immediately.
No answer…

I walk home. It hurts in my hips, then in my right knee, for a while in one foot, then in the other, so back to the knee again, and the ass… and then I’m home. 3,16 kilometers according to Runkeeper, and after all – it went very well! 😀

I walked faster than I thought I would! Got not as much pain as I thought I would. And not as much pain afterwards either. WOW! Thumbs up!!!

Then I fixed the chain, and after that I went out for a small biking tour. With dry clothes on, of course. Felt very proud! Especially for the walking bit. Almost exactly 4 kilometers walking! So don’t say biking can’t heal walking muscles as well as biking muscles. If you get what I mean.

And the sun was shining all the time…. until I came home after the short tour. Then the tigers and elephants broke loose again…


This story is not only about a minor chain incident. It’s also about how the spirit within can make someone (me) realize the importance of START WALKING MORE! For health benefit! To make ALL muscles stronger and more flexible. Not only those I call biking muscles. (Yes I have a lazy ass sometimes, really bone idle…)

Stress (mostly earlier) and too much sedentary (mostly earlier but also now), has caused me to develop the stiffness in my body, and it is  NOT good to keep that going! I’ve said that to myself several times, but now I got proof I can do much better than I have been thinking I can!

So now it’s high time to move it, move it, and to heal all of me!

And within, I feel great!!!

 

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