Brakes. Rear brakes on the F150 were metal-to-rotor. Just horrid. Jacked around, literally, for an hour and 30 minutes tonite trying to get the jack enough of a spacer/booster to lift the truck's back wheels.
Finally got to it - was my first time w/ F150 rear brakes. Everything went as smoothly as possible. Got it done. That's the important part.
Today was a great day because I chose to respond greatly to things around me. My arms are scoring a non-scale victory. As i flex my arms, I'm getting a cut-line - horizontal - showing actual-if-slight muscle definition.
That's years and years - decade or more - since I felt any amount of strength.
I ate a lot today - felt a lot of hunger.
Oh - another non-scale-victory: The shorts I wore all last summer? Walking out to the truck to start the repairs...they literally slid off my hips and to my ankles. There I was, standing in my work gloves, t-shirt, Pirate boxers, and shoes.
You missed it.
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