Hand me the pliers. The ones with the larger handle.

The tooth had to go. An old root canal whose crown was breaking loose due to some decay underneath, and besides, this was a tooth that had become infected a few years ago and created a fistula with a path to the sinus cavities, requiring pretty massive antibiotics but stabilized since then. But I made the mistake at my last regular appointment of asking about the roughness my tongue was feeling back there, and that led to my first tooth extraction. If I have one extraction each 58 years, I’ll be able to keep most of my teeth.

tooth_last_imageIt didn’t want to come out though. The hope is that it can be pulled in one piece, and it did get a bit loose and wiggle, but apparently one of the roots was curved, requiring that it be cut up in sections and pulled out piece by piece. I had the feeling that, had it been a straight pull in one piece, it wouldn’t have taken much time at all. Instead, you hear the dentist asking his assistant “Hand me the pliers. The ones with the larger handle.” I think he got a pretty good workout today.

And of course I rode my bike to the dentist and then afterward to work. I figured, if people drive to & from the dentist, what’s the difference riding? Not that I’m much good here (at work), not because of pain (there isn’t any, but I expect a bit when the lidocaine or whatever wears off) but because I’ve got gauze that I have to keep sticking back there and have to fight off the urge to gag. Might be a slow ride home tonight (but I did get permission from the dentist to do the regular Tuesday/Thursday-morning ride tomorrow, at whatever pace I can manage).

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Cyclists train local residents to do tricks

How many rides can say the locals pick stuff off the road for them?

How many rides can say the locals pick stuff off the road for them?


After doing this ride for… well, quite a few decades… you get familiar with the “regular” locals being walked by their dogs through Woodside. We’ve always been friendly, saying hi, never bothered by their dogs even when caught by surprise and we have to slow down a bit. So guess it shouldn’t have been much of a surprise this morning when we came across a couple of the more-regular regulars on Manuella, and they weren’t getting their dogs out of the way (they already were) but rather one of the women was remove a large branch from the road ahead of us. How nice is that?

Oh, the funny thing about her picking up the branch and putting it at the side of the road. Her dog was seriously confused, thinking she was going to toss it so he could fetch. Um… this was a branch, not a stick! Maybe someday we’ll have to stop and toss a real stick to the dog.

A bit breezy this morning, and definitely a bit cool, down to 38 up on Skyline. Looking forward to it getting warmer again! Not many of us today, just myself, Eric, George, Karen & Marcus. George & Eric were playing up front on Kings while Marcus was taking it easy riding with me, Karen just behind. Beautiful out on West Old LaHonda as the skies cleared and the green hills contrasted strongly against the sky. Yet another nice morning on a bike. –Mike–

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