I am writing this on Sunday, 9/15. There are no pics this week.

This was a busy week for our neighborhood IT-wise.  Our social director was having problems with her Email password. Her assistant resigned and a temporary starts Monday. These sound like they should be simple issues, but the Email is through our web site which is managed by another guy. Decisions have to be approved by a nebulous group of people. Between traveling and other commitments, it can take some time to get everybody to investigate their part, make suggestions, get approval, and things done. Then there are the emergencies. I made an appointment to work on one of the computers at 9:30 Thursday morning. When I arrived, I found that one of the residents lost her internet connection and needed the computer to work on the neighborhood newsletter. In the mean time, her husband was trying to connect to the internet using the clubhouse Wi-Fi, to prove the problem wasn’t with their computer. Unfortunately, our Wi-Fi wasn’t working, but I couldn’t fix that because it would have disrupted the wife. Never the less, it looks like everything will be squared away as soon as I can get in the club house tomorrow morning to wrap up some loose ends.

It was good to get back into bike riding this week. I decided to take my hill-training 60-some mile ride around Liberty Reservoir Friday. We had a good rain Thursday night. The forecast was for great weather Friday — clearing in the morning with the sun coming out in the afternoon and temperatures rising to the low 70s. Shortly after I started the ride, there was some light showers before the sky finally cleared. My favorite hill is at mile 13. It’s not long, but it’s steep. It’s so steep that I have to focus on keeping my front wheel on the ground. Unfortunately, I failed to fully consider the effects of a damp road. I was pushing up the steepest part of the hill when all of a sudden, my wheels broke loose, and down I went. That’s how it happened that at mile 13 on Friday the 13th, I got a boo-boo. I’ve heard of people falling down while riding too fast downhill, but I never heard of anybody falling down riding uphill before. Fortunately, the only damage was a few abrasions. My first aid kit was up to the job, and I was able to finish the ride. While I was taking care of my business, a car came buy. I noticed the driver had problems with his wheels slipping as he drove up the hill, so I didn’t feel quite so bad.

We took Mark out to breakfast this morning. We tried a new restaurant. It had very good food, but small portions. That’s fine for Danita and me, but Mark went home to eat something afterwards. We’ll finish up our weekend with a neighborhood party this evening.

Danita and I are pleased to hear the Glenn got out of the hospital in less than a week. He’s now in rehab. I talked to him very briefly today. He seems to be focused on how much is left to do in his recovery, but I think that getting out of the hospital is a major step forward and worthy of celebration.

The rehab center has an excellent reputation and is only 10 miles from their home. These people practice tough love. As Mom says, “No more sitting around in a hospital gown and being served meals in bed. Everyone there dresses in regular clothes and has to go to the dining room or the cafeteria for their meals.”

I hope Glenn continues his excellent progress and that this finds everybody else doing well.