Man, moving around is much more of a toil than I had imagined at this time of my hip healing. I don’t think I’m “walking” any better than I was a couple weeks ago. It my muscles not wanting to do what they previously did. And when I try to make them do it, they rebel with anger and I pay for it. That is doing anything but riding. Riding, I can’t produce any power, but my muscles are super sore and unusable afterward.
But today they are. Yesterday, I started a project to put a new roof on Trudi’s mom’s garden shed. Trudi said it needed new shingles and a little plywood, but the whole roof was toast. It had been leaking for a while and it was completely rotten. So, once it started, it got more and more energy intensive, as most repair projects are.
So, I ripped off all the old roof, by hobbling around with a sledge hammer, while Trudi and her sister went to Home Depot and bought materials. It didn’t take too long to get it down to the rafters. I had Trudi get the guys at Home Depot to cut the plywood to correct measurements. There was some other wood that needed to be replaced, but it wasn’t a but deal. But leaning over to cut wood, or trying to climb up a ladder is nearly impossible.
It all went together as good as a garden shed should go together. I only brought a roofing nailer, so there was a lot of hand nailing. We got covered with felt yesterday and Trudi is going to get shingles right now. It shouldn’t take too long. I’m thinking about putting a pattern in the shingles, something a little more decorative. We’ll see.
Trudi’s mom’s 80th birthday party is this afternoon. I’m not going to make it to the triathlon. I texted Pat and am going to try to meet up with him and Gwen tonight later. I hope to watch the triathlon live this afternoon, but haven’t looked for a website yet.
Okay, I better get back to work. Back to painkillers this morning. That is probably a sign I overdid it a little?