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Oh, I saw it coming. And, I was moving in the right direction. Escape velocity slipped my grip. I called and reset the thing, for later in the afternoon, just in case, and next week for good measure. At least I understand my personal "mania" now. As I lose water and lower my blood pressure, something else kicks in and I am at first much more "alive", then I have more energy to do just about anything. There is something in there, mechanical as I suspected, if I must honestly say I can only guess what the true origins might be. And, when I become more functional, I am much better able to then manage that "mania". That, my friends, is not bipolar disorder. That is not manageable without medication. And it has nothing to do with the heart, water retention, or blood pressure. Fragging quacks!
So, what will I do today? Check my mail, first thing. And I still need to do some grocery shopping. Milk, some more meats, a few more veggies, MILK!, and who knows what else. I should make a list, but really, with the small one or two item meals I am going with, whatever looks or sounds good is... good enough. Oh, those Italian style cold cuts, the foreign named sausage slices and such, I definitely need some of those. Being as rich as they are, those are sort of a 3-package every other week sort of thing. A package of those last three to four days, usually, eaten with crackers and whatever cheese I have on hand.
The bike will be worked on, when I return. As well, I will try to find the camera, the card reader, and those hiking books. Oh, and I really need to do some more dishes. Laundry can wait. Hmm, I might go to Walmart and ask to speak with whoever it is that assembles the bikes (as that is a service they will do). Perhaps he would give free advice? If I show him the particular bike, he might know the problem right off hand. Barring that, I might take the bolt and nut in and see if there is a same-sized set, but with teeth for holding the cable.
Sam is pleased, she just doesn't know it. She missed going to the vet today. A short reprieve for the condemned. Fat (actually skinny, but) and happy, she knows nothing and yet seems to suspect much. Cross-eyed and pigeon-toed, but she is my girl Friday... If I understand the term correctly, as being a side-kick gal with whom I am not romantically involved (if she can be in love with me). Actually, I think Sam does sort of see me as a tom. When she doesn't see me as her mom. Bleh. Cats... Women cats! Women!
Well, a bit of tinkering as I try to get going on a more... even keel... or something. Have a wonderful day. Laugh, love, live, but do it... over there. Thanks! The Management. :)
I'm vaguely picturing the type of thing you're struggling with. If it is what I think it is, the best way to do this is to set all of the adjusting screws as loose as they can go. These are the threaded things that the cable passes through on the way out of the brake handle and sometimes there is one down on the wheel end of the cable.
ReplyDeleteThen you loosen the bolt/nut to allow the cable to slide through it, pull it as tight as you can reasonably get it, then snap a vise grip on the cable right where it comes through the bolt. That will hold it in place while you tighten the nut on the bolt.
Then tighten the nut *very* hard to grip the cable firmly, release the vise grip, and then use the adjusting screw to fine tune the cable tension.
If you managed to pull the cable too tight, you'll know it because the brakes will be binding even with the adjusting screw all the way in. In that case, lather rinse repeat without pulling the cable quite as tight.
Girl Friday carries the implication of standing by ready to help whenever needed. Think Robinson Crusoe's trusty assistant.