There are times that my efforts here at The Crucible are part of a personal ecology of sorts, getting rid of the garbage and making sure what I have is keept clean and viable. I work on protecting my personal ecology in a manner learned through coming to better understand the The Buddhist Middle Way and make it a part of my practice, in The Middle Way being that one has boundaries
yet remains without boundaries.
After talking with my neighbor Jim this morning about getting his legs stronger I knew I could do better than his idea of tying a rope to a cinderblock and dragging it up and down the driveway. From what I have learned over the past few years building our project, The Crucible I knew Jim needed a drag tire.
Some of you may have noticed from past pictures that Jim is missing his left arm and wears a prothethis. When Jim comes down to join The Crucible Crew when we workout he usually gets on of the ladies present to help him secure the belt. (Jim's 84 but at heart he's a young man, if you know what I mean)
So I knew that if Jim was to use the tire it had to be of an appropriate weight for him as well as being easy to get in and out of to drag.
Last year my friend and not often enough riding partner Jeff S. called and told me he was getting new tires for his Subaru and asked if I would like the old low profile tires for a project. Much to my Iron Maiden's dismay I said yes.
So I assembled my kit:
(1) 3/8 inch x 4 inch threaded eyebolt
(2) 3/8 inch zinc flat washers
(1) 3/8 inch split ring lockwasher
(1) 3/8 inch coarse thread nut (for double nutting purposes)
A length of pool noodle
1/2 inch manila rope
Duct Tape
(1) Tire, low profile, weight 18 pounds
(Disinterested Gordon Setter optional. Mileage may vary.)
After drilling a 3/8 inch hole through the tire I secured it in place, using a flatwasher and nut as shown on the top and then using a flatwasher, split lock washer and second nut on the backside. I then secured a length of manila rope in a loop using bowline knots to connect the rope to the eyebolt.
Next I centered the piece of pool noodle on the loop of manila rope and then wrapped it with duct tape. The next stop was Jim's house to see if he was home. Which he was...

In 2004 Clar was in Israel for business and one evening I called Clar's Mom, Christine, to see how she was doing. As we visited she told me of how she had counted all the donated canned goods at the Lord's Cupboard, a food pantry in the town where she lived. She talked of having time to "neighbor" as she counted the canned goods with the other volunteers and I have come to realize what a wonderful word it is to "neighbor", be it at the track or in the driveway with a new drag tire.
To neighbor, such a simple way to find fitness...
Find your crucible!