Mikayla miles videos

I’m picking one up. Has 193k miles on it, the engine was replaced at 155k (assuming a junker) the guy that did the work is our mechanic at work in the dynolab not overly concerned about that. The brakes were mushy, haven’t driven an older vehicle in a while but they seemed overly mushy. Was watching a YouTube video where they swapped the master cylinder with a larger one from a Durango to give more pressure to the brakes. Was thinking of this as my first project. I will say this going in, I’m not the most mechanically inclined but am willing to try.
My question has anyone ever done that swap? Did it provide any benefit?

Friends of the Mount Vernon Trail removed what we think was the biggest bump from the trail on Saturday just south of Riverside Park. It took 30 minutes to remove. We just have a 3/4 mile stretch of trail between Riverside Park and Mount Vernon to finish. We need #BikeDC to appease the weather gods for the temperature to be cool enough to work next Saturday.
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TW/CW: Family abuse, helicopter parents, lack of autonomy, etc.
We are a system dating a system. Long distance (10000+ miles). Met them before, in-person, for a week.
System wide we speak daily and used to go on video chats as we go about our day (as with a lot of long distance relationships). They used to live away from their abusive mother as they were in college and live on a college managed apartment.
Recently they got academically suspended and while they technically could still live there as long as they passed some background checks (such as criminal records etc), their mum threatened to accuse them of stealing their car and call the police on them if they refuse to move back with her. And according to our partner system, their mom always has a way to lie to the police to get them to believe them.
Even whilst living away from their mother, they have been under the vice grip of their mom. They are bodily 22 and we are bodily 34. Even whilst living away, all their electronics are tracked (apple brand) by their mum, with parental controls, their bank is monitored by their mom (we don't know how but the account is under our partner system's name and it's a personal account), and they financially depend on their mom. They are sometimes told by their mom they aren't allowed to have friends.
Their mom has their DID diagnostic reports but still remains in denial of their DID.
Oftentimes their mom will call them, usually daily, sometimes multiple times a day, only to micromanage them, treat them like they are some 6 year old with zero autonomy respected, and giving them constant overwhelming stress that their trauma responses bleeds into our partnership. Quarrels with their mom on the phone everyday.
Now because of the academic suspension, and even though they could still continue to live where they used to live (next to the college), their mom, via threats as mentioned above, forced them to move back with her. They are now living with her.
We as a system cannot fathom how much problems their mom would cause them. We pain for them. And they would be under constant CCTV monitoring with audio with kinda zero privacy. As of now they probably can't even leave the house "without valid reason", nevermind that they are a legal adult.
Now they can't even update their apps from the app store because their mom disabled the entire apple account via parental controls and they can't even download an app for DID therapy (our DID therapist found them one). Specifically Telehealth. Now they can't even download an app for therapy. And God forbid their mom finds out they are going for therapy for DID.
Oh wait. Did I also mention? They don't have money for therapy. And finding their mom for therapy money isn't going to work out if she's going to find out it's for their DID, seeing an ISSTD certified therapist. And how is therapy going to be confidential if they are going to be monitored by a sound enabled CCTV anyway? Good grief.
Oh forgot to mention. Even their mom has access to their email account. And now they are living with her.
We will miss what we usually do with them while they weren't living with their mom. So much more when this is a hyper long distance relationship. We are fighting for their right to autonomy as well as access to DID therapy. We want to see the light at the end of the tunnel.
End of rant. Thank you for listening.
Tim
Secondary Protector
Memory Gatekeeper
Relationship Protector

Did I make a terrible mistake in thinking a 40-something year old mom could handle front standing left for one of the London concerts in August? I should be fine with the actual standing (dancing!) but the videos of people crying waiting in line for restrooms on the floor in Paris gave me pause. Also, I am not at all an aggressive person and will be alone. I am now worrying that what seemed like a fun chance to be closer to Taylor will be wasted waiting in line for a toilet and blocked behind miles of people’s cell phones in the air.

This probably isn’t the right subreddit but I got banned from vent for some reason. The title didn’t mean I’m just like a dick that spreads misinformation I meant I lie about myself. So I’m going to explain when I first noticed I physically can’t tell the whole truth about myself and my whole thing so this is going to be so long.
So in 5th grade I hated school and I would cry to my mom begging not to go and eventually my attendance was so bad they threatened to take my parents to court. The school got me a counselor I would see once a week to talk about my problems and help my attendance, it did help my attendance but still lots of hours missed. When I first had my counselor I would tell them the truth that I was afraid of school and wanted friends and all my problems with school. I had this counselor in the summer and 6th grade.
At first 6th grade was hard for me and my attendance became pretty bad again even with the counselor. I was able to bring my attendance and grades up a little bit and my anxiety started to go away once I made my first friend that year towards the end of 6th grade. Me and my friend hung out at his house and eventually we made a group of friends and we were all chill and I was pretty happy. That summer we went to carnival together and we had a couple sleepovers, there was no beef and it was pretty nice. The end of the summer I still had my counselor and the next school year started, 7th grade.
I remember being really nervous because I everyone I knew said that 7th grade was the worst year of their life’s and the school year was gonna suck. The year started out pretty good we were all still friends and so far it wasn’t as bad as everyone said. By November me and one of the guys in the group got really close we were homies. We would call everyday after school and play Xbox and shit. I remember towards the end of November I started liking this girl in one of my classes. I never really had friends when I had crushes before this so I would just look at them in class never talk to them,get their number, etc. my friends started to notice that I liked someone and kept trying to get it out of me. The one guy that I got really good friends with in the group told me that he liked a girl to and we should tell eachother. I eventually gave in and told him on Snapchat. I told him and he told me. I thought it would some quick thing and we would move on. The next day at school all he did would tease me about it and act like he would tell her. I know that it is normal so I was fine with it because I thought he would tease me for a couple days and that’s it. He ended up teasing me for the rest of November and December and I didn’t do anything about it.
We went into winter break and I got the girls snap (not by asking her just finding her on my quick add.). Me and my best friend from the group would continue playing Xbox all day and hanging out over winter break. At the time (December 2022) I had pretty low confidence in my hair because it was just some flat straight side part and I got some sea salt spray for Christmas that made my hair the fluffy hair i always wanted and I got a confidence booster even though I was still fat and ugly. I came back to school with my hair looking really good and got some compliments and I was pretty happy.
My best friend that would tease me about my crush would start taking really bad pictures of me and horrible ss of my face on FaceTime and would post it on his story where my crush was added on his account. Obviously he was doing this to be a dick and lower my self esteem. I started to notice around February that my best friend was a complete dick but I thought it was funny and kept being friends with him. In February i started to get a little popular and people had a nickname for me and I knew that they didn’t actually like me and it was like a joke. Also at this time my best friend convinced the rest of the group to sit at the table next to his crush. We did and my crush happened to sit a couple tables away from us and Im not sure if he made us sit there because of that or because his actual crush. Also around this time my best friend convinced me to unfriend someone from the group and I did. I felt really bad for him and I still talked to him. When the best friend found this out he basically said over text when we were on the bus that I feel betrayed and we are done being friends. I was so upset and while I was on the bus I looked at his story and it’s him exposing all my secrets. Everything I told him was on his story. My crushes name, my dark secrets, everything. He also posted most of the bad pictures and apparently when I told him crushes name in November he was doing some glitch where he could ss and not tell me. I just turned off my phone and was holding back tears on the bus full of people, when the bus got to my stop I just quickly and quietly walked off the bus and walked to my house. I was mortified and just went to my room and cried, the hardest I cried since 5th grade. I thought my life was ruined. He called me and said he deleted the stories before anyone saw them and I became his friend again🤦‍♂️. I was scared because he had the other horrible photos of me.
Shortly after i just forgot about the story and me and him and his crush and her friend hung out. We just got ice cream and went to a playground.his crush handed me a vape and told me to hit it. I don’t want to seem like a pussy so i did. I didn’t inhale it and apparently she was recording and sent it to my best friend. Later that night I saw the video on his story and was mortified and told him to delete it and he refused and the next day at school everyone was making fun of me for a month. It was so embarrassing. The thing that pissed me off the most about it was the fact that half of the school vapes and no one made fun of them. I never told my counselor about it and she thought I was doing good enough to end her being my counselor. That is when I truly noticed that I’m a really bad liar. She thought I was doing my best even though I was at my worst.
The rest of the school year went okay but since I was kinda popular I started to get bullied more and more about my weight. All my best friend did was make fun of me even though he was fat too. People started to take pictures of me in class and sent to their story and me to make fun of me. I started to go to the gym and some kid would help me out With my diet and at the gym. Me and him started to become friends and he convinced me to join the football team the following school year. So I got a physical at the end of 7th grade and was determined to join the football team. I wanted to gain respect,become more confident, lose weight, become stronger,faster,etc.so at the end of the school year I became kind of happy again.
My family was praising me because I would go to the gym. I wanted to lose like 30 pounds in like 2 months or something crazy like that. The start of the summer was good, i would work out a few times a week. In late June my whole dad’s side of the family pays for a week in a really good and big air b&b and it’s really fun. My best friend and I didn’t talk much during the first half of the summer and he kept trying to call me when I was swimming, fishing, talking with my whole family,etc. and I got pissed and texted him something along the lines of “can you fuck off im on vacation get off my dick.” And he left me on opened and really didn’t talk for the rest of the summer. I realized my gym partner was an asshole all along too and wasn’t trying to help me at all.
Long story short I lost a few pounds by the start of football season. The first practices were really hard and I hated it. But by a couple weeks in I started to get more stamina and strength. By a month into footballl season my ankles were really fucked up because the only cardio I did during that summer was jog a mile or something but in practice we run so much in heavy pads and uncomfortable cleats. I was never good I was always a back up.
I had practice every single day after school was so tired but couldn’t quit. My best friend who was a dick that me and him started to drift away from each other thought we were still homies the next school year and I didn’t want to tell him that we aren’t cool any more so I just acted like we were chill and then was at practice for 2 hours after school then went home and had to do homework and repeat the next day. I hated my life at this point so much. I didn’t enjoy playing football, I sucked at it and was made fun of for it, etc. towards the end of the football season I got hit really hard and went to a head doctor appointment a couple days later and had a concussion. So I basically just quit the football team. Everyone on the team called me a pussy and said I quit even when I told them I had a concussion.
I would go home after school in the first time in months. I realized I was so depressed and how I have no one I can trust. There was no classes with any friends, either my class was complete assholes or weirdos. Lunch was awkward because of my “best friend” thinking we were still locked in. There was no good part of the day for me I hated the way I felt but I would lie if someone asked if I was good. At this point it was October and I was in the verge of suicide. There was no good part of the day, I go home get yelled at for my grades eat and cry myself to sleep. I realized I was going to end my life if I didn’t get out of my school. I found an online school and started to beg my parents to put me in online school. They immediately refused but after a month and half of begging they agreed.
I started the school by end November and was really happy for a couple of weeks then started to become depressed again by the end of December. Now in may im more depressed than I ever was, I’m not suicidal but I have no friends and not going to talk to my parents about what im going through . I feel so alone I have full on conversations with myself and my lying is so bad I lie to my head when I’m venting to myself. I hate myself so much that I can’t even tell the truth to my internal monologue and it’s so bad. I make the situation sound better in my head but it’s not. I think online school was a mistake but if I stayed in the school I was in I probably would have taken my own life by now.
I can only think my best friend was just praying on my downfall and he won. I am moving to a new town later this summer and I’m hoping I can start a new life there and not be such a pushover. I’m sorry that this is so long and bad grammar. This is more than just low confidence and lying but I need to talk about myself. If you read this thank you

Hey Huntington, I just wanted to spread some awareness about this cool open-source project I’ve encountered recently.
Have you ever worried about how you'd communicate if phone lines and internet go down during an emergency? Whether it's a storm, flood, or any other crisis, staying in touch with loved ones is super important. That's where Meshtastic LoRa radios come in!

What Are Meshtastic LoRa Radios?

Meshtastic radios are simple devices that let you send text messages over long distances without needing cell service or Wi-Fi. Here’s why they’re great:

1. Long Distance: These radios can send messages several miles away.
2. No License Needed: Anyone can use them—no special permissions required!
3. Mesh Network: Each radio helps boost the network, so the more people use them, the better they work.
4. Power Efficient: This radio technology uses little power, you can even have a repeater just run solely on a tiny solar panel indefinitely.

Why Meshtastic Is Great for Huntington

1. Emergency Ready: If phones and internet go down, Meshtastic keeps you connected. Perfect for staying in touch with family and neighbors in the area. It even supports private channels!
2. Affordable: Getting started can be as cheap as $50. It’s a small price for peace of mind compared to expensive satellite phones or other systems.
3. Simple to Use: You don’t need to be a tech expert. There are easy guides and a friendly community to help you.
4. Great for Outdoors: Whether you’re hiking in the hills or exploring the countryside, these radios can keep you connected when you’re out of cell range to other radios.

How to Get Started

1. Buy a LoRa Radio: Look for models like LilyGo T-Echo or Heltec V3. You can find them online easily.
2. Set It Up: Follow the simple instructions on the Meshtastic website. It’s straightforward and quick.
3. Use the App: There’s an app for your smartphone that makes it easy to send and receive messages.

I hope you’ll give it a try and I’m happy to answer any questions you might have. There are also many YouTube videos covering these.

Here is an article I recently published on my Substack. If you'd rather read (or listen to an audio version) it outside of Reddit, you can do so here.
Why jump rope isn’t already touted as a leading running drill tool is completely beyond me. But then again…
I'm by no means an "experienced runner"—having started running in 2021 at the age of 34. So, at the time of this writing, about 3 years.
Despite this, I managed to silver-medal my age group in my first race ever.
And it was a 10k. And I was wearing barefoot-shoes.
And I had only been running before that race for about 3 months.
How the heck did I manage to pull this off?
The answer eluded me for a while. Then I remembered—ah, I’ve been jumping rope nearly every day for 2 years.
But how do those connect?
But first, why the heck would some guy start jumping rope at age 32?
About 2 years before I started running, I took up jump rope really just as a fun outdoor hobby.
Even though I was pretty inactive and a bit overweight, that’s not the reason I started skippin’.
One day, I came across some footage of boxer Lulu Hawton doing some jump rope training.
In addition to her seemingly effortless rope handling skills and rhythmic footwork, what caught my eye was a giant grin that spread across her face about 45 seconds into the video. While she was probably skipping to warm up for a match or a training session, something was abundantly clear.
She was having a blast.
And this was from a prize fighter! None of the usual boxer mean-mugging—she looked more like a kid on a carousel.
So, after buying a $10 jump rope on Amazon, I took to the driveway in my swim trunks (yes, I was so inactive, I didn’t own gym shorts).
And…whoo, did I suck.
After a few months of making puddles of sweat in my driveway as well as wheezing sounds so loud that I’m surprised the neighbors didn’t whistle EMS, I eventually got pretty decent at it.
And I lost about 45 pounds in 6 months—probably also from making some lifestyle changes merely to make jump rope less of a slog. Not the original plan, but hey, not too shabby.
After about a year, I found myself constructively critiquing other people’s beginner jump rope videos.

• “Unlock your boxer skip. Then you’ll be able to skip forever without getting tired.”
• “Here’s how to do Double-Unders, though they’re overrated.”
• “You’re skipping like it hurts. Relax and skip easy. Smile every once in a while and you’ll feel it all over.”

But how did that turn into running?
Though jumping rope is inherently enjoyable, 30-minute skipping sessions of staring at the wall without something in your headphones can be a bit drab.
One fateful day, about 2 years into being student of the jump rope, I began listening to the book Born to Run: A Hidden Tribe, Superathletes, and the Greatest Race the World Has Never Seen by Christopher McDougall.
Even before I got to the end of the book, running—just like jump rope— sounded fun**.**
Yeah, I know that sounds counterintuitive—unless you’ve read the book.
“I knew aerobic exercise was a powerful antidepressant, but I hadn’t realized it could be so profoundly mood stabilizing and — I hate to use the word — meditative. If you don’t have answers to your problems after a four-hour run, you ain’t getting them.”
Ok, ok—I’ll bite.
I proceeded to dive into all of the normal “Couch to 5k” running programs I could find and took my jump rope to a nearby park with a 1k walking path—sprinkling in running between jump rope sessions.
But something wasn’t adding up.
There was a lot of advice about walk-running to build endurance until one could run a block, two blocks, a mile.
Not to brag, but I wasn’t experiencing most beginner snags.
**“Ah, I know why—**I did most of my newbie wind-sucking two years ago!”
This isn’t to say I wasn’t still periodically sucking wind but after two years of consistent boxer skips and double-unders, getting gassed felt like part of the fun and not a medical emergency.
I also felt much springier than the average beginning runner—able to run for miles all over the city in the most minimal of footwear.
And so, I tried my hand at my first race—a donut-themed 10k. And silvered in my age group.
(Ok, there was only two of us…but my time was still respectable. 😂)
Running became an amazingly freeing activity, like getting my driver’s license for my legs.
But I still didn’t understand why running was coming easier to me than the average newcomer.
Digging still deeper, I unearthed another exciting revelation—this time from multi-decade sub-3-hour Boston Marathon runner and one of the foremost running experts on the planet, Dr. Mark Cucuzzella.
“Running with a jump rope is also an amazingly simple drill for posture, balance, and rhythm.”
In other words—form. Overall technique.
Digging a little keeper and experimenting on myself, I discovered just how similar proper running technique and proper jump rope technique were.
Both require:

• An upright, chest-leading, elbows-back, joint-stacked posture
• A soft mid-foot landing directly under your pelvis
• A quick loading and unloading of “leg springs” from your tendons and ligaments to reduce “stickiness” and wasted energy
• A proper supination (roll out) followed by a quick pronation (roll in) of the feet to help launch one’s body
• A steady core without dropping hips from side to side to reduce energy “leakage”

And so many other commonalities. The list unraveled before me on every run.
And like running, without proper technique, jumping rope just doesn’t work—though the consequences are different.
For a jump roper, due to the lower impact, the risk of injury is quite minimal.
Most newbie rope slingers will report sore calves, slightly tender Achilles tendons, and the odd shin splint if they go full Rocky at it. No need to worry, though—most of these injuries see themselves out as the skipper becomes more experienced.
However, for runners, the injury story is more severe.
The next time you’re at a park with a good path, take a seat on a bench and watch the runners. See if you can spot folks reaching far out in front of them with straightened legs—smashing heels into the pavement.
This style of running results in everything from screaming knees, plantar fasciitis, lower back pain, to hips issues.
But why do all of these occur to new runners, but rarely to new jump ropers?
Most new runners commit a major physiological no-no when they begin their running journey: they treat running like fast, aggressive, airborne walking.
“Well, what is it supposed to be?”
Synchronized jumping.
Simply put, proper running is nothing more than a series of coordinated single leg jumps through space with each landing compressing the springs for the next stride.
To compare this synchronized jumping to the aggressive airborne walking of heel-led running, you can test these in just a few seconds.
Step 1: Stand up.
Step 2: Kick off your shoes.
Step 3: Jump up and down three times.
How did you land?
Probably on your mid-foot, knee bent slightly, with your weight stacked above your pelvis.
And did you use your compressed “leg springs” to launch you into the following two jumps?
Oddly enough, if you were to add a jump rope to this, you would on your way to spinning side swings like Lulu Hawton.
If you were to take this same technique one foot at a time moving forward, you would be running in a way that increases speed, preserves stamina (springs!), and drastically decreases your likelihood of injury.
Let’s try the same test with a few tweaks.
This time, jump, but land on your heels.
Your knees probably remained fairly straight and you felt the impact in your ankles, knees, hips, and possibly even your lower back.
Now, imagine attempting to jump rope this way.
It simply doesn’t work.
Not only would there be no second jump due to the lack of spring but the pain would stop you in your tracks—even in cushioned shoes.
But if jump rope technique and proper running technique are nearly identical, what are aggressive heel landings doing in running?
While a jump roper landing on their heels would resemble Frankenstein’s monster in an express lane to an orthopedist, this is how many people perform the aggressive airborne walk—aka, a heel-striking, over-striding run.
But why do we run this way? Well, our shoes let us get away with it.
Thick heel cushioning and a bit of forward momentum do a great job of masking the pain of repeated blows against every joint up the chain—for a while, anyway. Eventually, the chickens come home to roost in the form of stress fractures, meniscus tears, plantar fasciitis, “runner’s knee,” IT-band syndrome, and more.
Not to brag (and maybe to knock on some wood), I have never experienced any of these injuries in my three years of running.
Is this because I’m some kind of running genius with all of the cheat codes? Haha, I wish! It’s simply sheer luck that I started out with jumping rope before running—an activity that shares the same injury-preventing techniques.
So, are the shoes totally to blame? No.
It is possible to run with proper form in shoes with raised, cushioned heels. But it’s not as easy.
When your heel is totally cushioned, you will be able to run with a heel strike in the same way you can hit your head against a brick wall while wearing a football helmet. And in both instances, it will eventually become less about the forces outside of the foam and more about the forces inside the cushion against each other that do the most damage.
“So, how can getting a jump rope help me become a better runner?”
Jump rope is a tremendous training tool for runners for the same reason why running barefoot can also be helpful—the feedback is immediate.
Though running with inefficient and injurious form is possible, the feedback from doing so isn’t so immediate. When it comes to jumping rope, however, you won’t get through too many skips if you don’t learn to utilize the springs in your legs. The rope doesn’t pull punches.
So, get a rope and get started.
If you’re new to jump rope, I would recommend acquiring two pieces of equipment.
Firstly, find a jump rope with a little bit, but not too much, weight to it. The weight will help you feel the position of the rope during it’s entire rotation and remain in better sync with your wrist spins
My favorite rope for this purpose is a 7mm PVC model called the Hererope, which costs a whopping $15. If you find this to be too thick or heavy, a cheap 5mm PVC model will work as well.
Secondly, to protect your rope and provide a nice jumping surface, I would recommend a large foam-rubber exercise mat. My favorite is a massive 78” mat for $32—which is probably the cheapest jump rope mat you will find.
When it comes to footwear, barefoot is ideal. This will help strengthen and mobilize your feet—including your likely overly-supported neglected arches.
And just how does one begin to jump rope?

• Keep a tall posture—imagining a string pulling you up from the crown of your head.
• Your chest should open, elbows back, hands about a fist’s width from your pockets.
• Jump from the balls of your feet, only high enough to clear the rope. When landing, let the skin of your heels “kiss” the floor—touching without taking on weight.
• Keep your knees slightly bent, using every landing to load your springs for the next take-off.
• Keep the cadence quick to maximize spring recoil. To help, listen to a song that’s at about 160 beats per minute, such as the song “Hey Ya” by Outkast (or a song of similar tempo) to get a feel for the speed for skipping rope. (For running, many recommend using “Rock Lobster” by the B-52s for cadence tempo reference.)

Start with short seasons hopping with both feet—maybe 30 seconds on, 30 seconds rest. Aim for minimal muscular activation, instead, using the recoil of your tendons and ligaments for suspension and launch as much as possible.
From jumping with both feet, move onto learning an alternating leg bounce—essentially a jog skip. Right, left, right, left—all while keeping an imaginary belt level with the horizon.
By now, you’re essentially running in place with an extremely efficient technique.
Now, apply your jump rope skills to your running!
This is going to seem quite bizarre, but it is possible (and even beneficial) to take your jump rope for a run.

• Start skipping rope on a road or path with the alternating leg bounce. Remember to keep your elbows back, shoulders relaxed, head pulled up as if tugged skyward by a string from your crown and your imaginary belt level with the horizon.
• Then, as though leaning forward just enough to give someone a kiss or have an imaginary umbilical cord lightly tugged, begin to jump rope forward.
• Remember to continue to land and load on your mid-foot—aiming to keep your weight under your pelvis just like skipping rope. Landing on your heels will likely snag the rope and keep your foot on the ground too long.
• As you proceed with this, remember how it feels—the quick foot turnover, the posture, the recoil in your leg springs, the core stability, and the lightness of it.
• In the middle of doing this, simply toss the handles behind you and keep running as though it was still there—still pretending to spin the handles.
• At a comfortable stopping point, run back to your rope—now using your hands in a wood-chop motion to counter balance your leg bounces while keeping your pelvis (imaginary belt) level and stable.

And there you have it!
You may find it quite helpful to return to this drill once or twice a week. Also if you find your form slipping a bit or becoming slugging mid-run, feel free to skip imaginary rope to try to correct your technique mid-stride. It will restore lightness and springiness to your running.
I still find myself bringing my wrists to my pockets and spinning imaginary jump rope handles if I feel my technique is collapsing a bit or if my running is becoming less springy.
And remember, most importantly—have fun. 👍
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I'm trying to find the filming locations of the music video of the song back number - 水平線 (horizon). It's composed of 3 shots: the first by a convenience store intersection, the second in a side street in a residential area in front of what looks like a school, and the third by a beach. I was able to locate the first shot here and the third shot here, with the third shot identifiable by an oddly shaped building in the background at 4:32 (google earth image for comparison). The two shots are less than half a mile from each other in the city of Hiratsuka, in Kanagawa Prefecture. There are two schools right between the first and third filming locations, named Takahama High School and Hiratsuka Gakuen High School, with fencing that looks very similar to that shown in the video at around 2:35, so I was reasonably certain that the side street was located right next to one of the two, but there just aren't any nearby streets that match and I'm really struggling to find it. There don't seem to be any buildings that match the one seen through the fence either. The street should be identifiable by the red-colored street at the intersection and the traffic mirror in front. I'd really appreciate some help finding the location, thank you so much!

Life is a system of give and take. Ebb and flow. It continues without an end or a beginning. It is just like an ouroboros (which I find beautiful). I thought today would be a bad day. I was tired and I hate mornings so much. Instead I kind of just pushed through and smiled. Smiled through the headache. Smiled through the cough. Smiled through the negative thoughts trying to press through. At some point the fakeness of it becomes real. I trick myself. But was it ever a bad moment? I don't look at it like a bad day so was the trick really something so deceiving and wrong. I don't think so. I smile either way.
I didn't eat much. A little potato slop (unhealthy but oh man was it nice) and cherry tomatoes. I had half a banana as well. I had strawberries and pizza around a late lunch. Leftovers I didn't want to go to waste. I had two cookies. I made myself that carne asada with the top round and added habaneros to my marinade. It needed a few more habaneros but dang it was delicious. I overindulged but it was worth it. I wouldn't call today a good food day. Tomorrow I will be better. Tomorrow I will eat a bit less and a few more healthy options.
You know what I did do though. I walked for about 32 minutes and Google Fit said it was 1.43 miles. I am excited that I did that. That is an accomplishment I am proud of. I was very tired going up the hills and I felt it in my buttcheeks and lower back. I felt my chest flare up but it was worth it. I looked at the trees and tried to think of ideas. I saw new spruce tips and was thinking of this spruce jelly thing I saw one time. I need to find that video again and think about making something new. It was beautiful outside and I walked after I napped. I am proud of myself and that is an improvement to my day.
I feel the presence or more of an absence of my sister not being here. We texted a bunch but I could still feel it. It was hard but manageable because we still can be there for one another. I can be strong for her as she does for me. My journey is me finding myself and taking in everything around me. I can do it.
I haven't even thought about dating apps today which was crazy. It's weird to think something I went on daily is now something I don't do but somehow not going on and feeling the Schrödinger's possibilities of rejection is nice. I feel at ease and I feel at peace with the decision.
I had a lot on my mind today. I was thinking about writing lists for morning and night routines and putting them on my wall. It would help me to put my thoughts in order before those transitions. I don't know if it will make for a good idea but I could try. I just wanted to tell you all my little conjurers of the stones beneath your toes that you can be the best you. All it takes is one small choice. Someone told me at work along the lines of that. Allow the small choices to add up to be a better you. Thank you to that customer.

Life is a system of give and take. Ebb and flow. It continues without an end or a beginning. It is just like an ouroboros (which I find beautiful). I thought today would be a bad day. I was tired and I hate mornings so much. Instead I kind of just pushed through and smiled. Smiled through the headache. Smiled through the cough. Smiled through the negative thoughts trying to press through. At some point the fakeness of it becomes real. I trick myself. But was it ever a bad moment? I don't look at it like a bad day so was the trick really something so deceiving and wrong. I don't think so. I smile either way.
I didn't eat much. A little potato slop (unhealthy but oh man was it nice) and cherry tomatoes. I had half a banana as well. I had strawberries and pizza around a late lunch. Leftovers I didn't want to go to waste. I had two cookies. I made myself that carne asada with the top round and added habaneros to my marinade. It needed a few more habaneros but dang it was delicious. I overindulged but it was worth it. I wouldn't call today a good food day. Tomorrow I will be better. Tomorrow I will eat a bit less and a few more healthy options.
You know what I did do though. I walked for about 32 minutes and Google Fit said it was 1.43 miles. I am excited that I did that. That is an accomplishment I am proud of. I was very tired going up the hills and I felt it in my buttcheeks and lower back. I felt my chest flare up but it was worth it. I looked at the trees and tried to think of ideas. I saw new spruce tips and was thinking of this spruce jelly thing I saw one time. I need to find that video again and think about making something new. It was beautiful outside and I walked after I napped. I am proud of myself and that is an improvement to my day.
I feel the presence or more of an absence of my sister not being here. We texted a bunch but I could still feel it. It was hard but manageable because we still can be there for one another. I can be strong for her as she does for me. My journey is me finding myself and taking in everything around me. I can do it.
I haven't even thought about dating apps today which was crazy. It's weird to think something I went on daily is now something I don't do but somehow not going on and feeling the Schrödinger's possibilities of rejection is nice. I feel at ease and I feel at peace with the decision.
I had a lot on my mind today. I was thinking about writing lists for morning and night routines and putting them on my wall. It would help me to put my thoughts in order before those transitions. I don't know if it will make for a good idea but I could try. I just wanted to tell you all my little conjurers of the stones beneath your toes that you can be the best you. All it takes is one small choice. Someone told me at work along the lines of that. Allow the small choices to add up to be a better you. Thank you to that customer.

So long story short, I’ve been having some concerns. I would park and once I park the car it will randomly rev up on its own. Video didn’t catch it that much but other times it’ll go high 2k but most of the times it’s 1.5k. Anyone else has some issues with that or has any experience? It’s a 2022 eco boost mustang 17.1k miles on it. It’s been happening before all the modifications as well, and happens on any mode such as normal/sport.

bike: 2015 aluminum madone 2.1, 105 components. Never had an issue. Bike has probably around 3k miles on it. I’ve always done my own maintenance learning from this sub and park tool videos. I’m a bit fluffier these days, but can still hang on rides, like 240lbs.
The other day I was riding with some friends who quite literally just started cycling recreationally, so I’ve kind of been their ride leader lol. We were about a mile or two into the ride when it happened. Chugging up a steep hill out of the saddle, small ring, big cog, and then snap. I unclipped before falling, thankfully.
Does rider weight have anything to do with a RD hanger snapping? Was my fat ass hammering down to powerfully on a steep hill? For what it’s worth, prior to this ride, I rode 8 miles on similar hills but had to power through some bullshit milled pavement that was hella fucking bumpy and i hit like 30mph on the downhill lol. Before that, bike was in storage for many months because I moved cross country. Wondering if maybe the hanger got bent while moving? I was still able to ride that 8 miler though.
Sorry for the long post. My new hanger and 105RD arrived the other day so I’m going to install those with a new chain and hopefully be back on the road soon.

The overall paint condition on the outside of the car is bad, but the car IS 15 years old with 200,000 miles, so I just want to fix the paint for cosmetic reasons and to possibly gain some experience so that I can do other aquaintance's cars for them.
Here is a video of it: https://imgur.com/a/HKSSl7h
It probably happened flying down some really bad backroads.. Or being behind a tractor