18 May 2016

I washed two bike bottles today. I usually just rinse the bottle and
run water through the valve each time I fill it, but with the bad back
and the sprained arm, the bottles sat around long enough to develop a
decidedly off flavor. Well, one did -- I didn't taste the other one.

I didn't think boiling water would be good for the plastic, so I put
dishwater in the bottles, shook them well, squirted some of the water
through the valves, and set the bottles aside until the other dishes
were done. Then I emptied them, poured a little bleach in one, put my
finger on the valve and shook it, squirted the bleach through the
valve into the other bottle, shook it, and squirted the bleach onto a
plastic cutting board. (The board had already had quite a lot of very
hot water run over it while I rinsed the dishes, but the germ-hiding
scratches on plastic cutting boards can always use a little extra
sanitizing.

Then I let the bleach work on the bottles while I scrubbed the cutting
board and a stained white skillet, then rinsed the bottles and their
lids and valves thoroughly with hot tap water.

And when I emptied the drainer a few hours later, I put the bottles
into the freezer. I don't think I'll be using them any time soon.

But I just stood up, put my hands on the desk, and transferred a great
deal of my weight to my arms and it didn't hurt. Holding my arm in
one unalterable position on the flatfoot *does* hurt. But there's
still getting on and getting off, and the possibility of needing to
take evasive action.

At least I can still walk as far as I want to.


21 May 2016

Rode the Fuji to the fairgrounds today, carrying the bottle that
didn't go green. The bleached bottles are still in the freezer.


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