Year: 2021

Was listening to a song recently with the lyrics “anything is better than being alone.” As someone who was in a very bad relationship for entirely too many years, that line, and variations of it, always makes me cringe (however much I might like the band).

I have been told, and my observations tend to support, that if you aren’t happy alone you won’t be happy in a relationship. On the other hand, loneliness is a thing and it sucks. This would seem to create a contradiction.

So, the question is how to resolve the apparent contradiction. The simplest thing to recognize is that one can be, overall, happy even with things that suck in your life. Just like you don’t have to be Bill Gates or Jeff Bezos to be well off, let alone comfortable financially, you life doesn’t have to be perfect to be happy, relatively speaking.

Being happy, relatively speaking, does not however mean that you don’t recognize the suckiness of particular aspects. Consider folk who have lost limbs in war. While some wallow in what they’ve lost and have their misery define what they are, some others go completely the other way. Consider for instance, the case of Travis Mills, a quadruple amputee thanks to an IED in the Middle East:

You think his life wouldn’t be easier/better if he still had arms and legs? Yet, here he is making jokes and giving motivationals to others.

So, clearly the advice to “be happy alone” is not inconsistent with recognizing that being alone is…not great and, yes loneliness sucks.

But the thing to remember is, as Robin Williams said, being alone is not the worst thing. The worst thing is being with people who make you feel alone.

A bad relationship is worse than no relationship at all. And so, you have to be at least comfortable with being alone. If you’re not, you’ll tend to grab onto whatever comes along, anything rather than being alone. This is how you get into relationships with the wrong person, with someone who is outright toxic for you (might be great for someone else, but not for you). Indeed, the person who is afraid of being alone is easily manipulated by the toxic. All they have to do is hold out that lure of your not being alone and they can lead you around however they wish.

And in the end, you realize you are lonelier than you were when you were alone.

So, while loneliness is a thing, and an unpleasant one, the paradox is that you have to become comfortable with it, to make it something you can live with, something that doesn’t render your whole life unhappy, before you have a realistic chance of finding someone to end the loneliness. Without that, you might get lucky. You might stumble into someone who will be a good “fit” and, between you heal the parts of you that need healing.

You might. But the odds aren’t good because if you’re in the “anything is better than being alone” because there are too many “not right” people for every “right” person, and if the “right” person isn’t the first one…well, then it’s too late. You have to be strong enough in yourself to walk away from a relationship as soon as it becomes clear that it’s the wrong one for you.

And that means that you have to understand, way deep down in your gut, that there are worse things than being alone.

So there was this:

So let me get this straight. If someone is trying to lose weight (for whatever reasons seem important to them: I won’t judge). They are having success. If I complement them on their success in progress toward achieving their goals that, somehow, makes me a bad person because other people either aren’t working toward that particular goal or have obstacles toward such a goal?

Could this person make a more ridiculous claim?

If a person is making an effort to be what they want to be (In this case, thinner), then recognizing and applauding their progress toward that personal goals is a good thing. It has nothing to do with how “worthy” they were/are. It’s about their success at accomplishing a goal.

Anybody who follows this blog knows I want to figure skate, not just do simple roundy-rounds around the rink. I can’t do that at my former weight of 270. That weight is hard to move through various techniques. More weight is more to move through fast changes of direction. It’s more to lift in jumps. It’s more stress on feet that already have problems. It’s more stress on ankles that are already stressed because I’m balancing on knife blades. (Hello? Have you looked at a pair of ice skates?)

The bulk that goes with that weight, particularly the roll of fat around my middle and the fat clinging to internal organs, interferes with bending the ways I need to bend. And that I’ve put some of the weight back on during the COVIDiousy is concerning. Techniques I need to continue to move ahead in free skating, things like “sit spins” and “shoot the duck” I can’t do because my protruding gut just gets in the way. I try to bend for it and I can’t breath because compression of my stomach pushes it up into my lungs. Oh, and doing those techniques which require balancing on one sharply bent leg? Yeah, that’s a lot harder to do when you’re carrying more pounds (or kg for you metric folk).

That weight is an obstacle to my goals. I need to shed the weight if I want to accomplish my personal goal. Doesn’t mean that folk with other goals are less worthy. They just have other goals. And that’s fine.

And if someone is working toward their goals and making progress toward them, then good for them. That’s a laudable goal, worthy of being commented on.

And does this prohibition on complementing people for something becoming a “phobia” for people who don’t have that something extend elsewhere? Can I not complement someone on their haircut because it’s a long-hair-phobia or or bald-phobia?

From yet another direction, people like what they like and are attracted to what they’re attracted to. I like vanilla. Does that mean I’m “phobic” about chocolate? I like bacon. Phobic about chicken? Same thing about factors involving personal appearance. People are allowed to like what they like. That doesn’t make them “phobic” about people who don’t fit that ideal. The great thing, though, is that there are a lot of people out there and if one person doesn’t like you, somebody else can. The most unlikely people find friendship and even love.

But some people take it as a personal affront if there’s anyone, anyone at all, who doesn’t like them, who doesn’t approve of each and every aspect of their being. And that’s a ridiculous position to take. Nobody and nothing is going to be universally loved. Nobody and nothing has ever existed, exists now, or will ever exist, that someone isn’t going to find some fault with. Expecting otherwise is just a way of guaranteeing failure.

Far better to be happy with yourself. And if there are things about yourself that are you aren’t happy about (most of us who aren’t complete narcissists do), then make the steps that seem appropriate to you to change them. And if you get some honest appreciation from others either for the characteristics you have or the progress you’re making for the characteristics you’re trying for, then take pleasure in that. Don’t try to browbeat or shame others into claiming an appreciation for things that they don’t particularly care for, for things that aren’t to their taste. You might get them to mouth the words, but they’ll never mean them and you’ll know they don’t mean them. And that will end up just making you feel worse, which will lead you to push for even more empty appreciation and approval, which you will know is insincere, leading to yet more disappointment, which leads to more efforts to force approval… A never ending cycle which no amount of forced approval and appreciation can ever break.

The “break” has to come from yourself.

There is a thing in physical exercise called “overtraining.” Basically, when you exercise hard, your body needs recovery time before the next big, heavy session. If you don’t give it adequate recovery time instead of improving, your performance starts to fall off. Thus, more is not always better.

I’d been noticing that with some of my own practices. Several days of skating and then I’d just find it harder to complete the target time on the ice I’d start reaching a point where I’m getting winded and, more importantly, my balance and coordination start to go “off”. I get clumsy, start stumbling and…well, I have to stop before I become a danger to self and others.

So, while ice time is king when it comes to making progress–the more time you can spend skating and practicing, the faster you make progress–there is a limit to that. If you don’t get adequate recovery time between sessions, progress falls off.

There are several things you can do to work around that. First and foremost, of course, is when things start falling off, take a day or two off. On the off days you can do a different kind of exercise, but as far as the normal exercise is concerned it needs to be “rest”.

There are things that are supposed to accelerate the recovery period somewhat. Back when I was serious about bicycling (training for competition, back when I was in my 20’s), sauna, hot baths, and massage were recommended. However, the amount one is able to cut recovery time with those is limited at best. The claim I saw in the sports magazines of the day was something like about a 2:1 advantage. That is, one hour of sauna or hot bath counts as 2 hours of recovery. So if your body needs 36 hours of “recovery time” before hitting those muscles that way again, an hour in the sauna reduces that to 35 hours.

As you can see, that’s not really all that helpful. Maybe at the very high end, where every little bit counts, but for most of us? If you like saunas or hot baths, then take them. But don’t expect to be able to exercise hard every day as a result.

When I spoke to my instructor about it, she acknowledged that it is an issue. You need to be aware and know when to take a break. She recommended keeping a training log with notes about what you worked on, and how it went to help recognize when you are having a fall off and when you need to take that break. And use the break time to do something else–off ice training that works things differently is beneficial here.

And so, I started one. The first entry was for yesterday, after the practice session and class. (They have classes back to back–first the younger kids and the lower “basic skills” levels, then the higher basic skills/free skate classes and the adults. And there’s a section of ice set off so that while one set of classes is running, those in the other set can practice.) Here is my first entry (slightly expanded because “verbal shorthand” that makes sense to me would be gibberish to someone else).

Training Log Sun June 6, 2021

Practice Session:

Arrived late (misjudged drive time to the rink). Mostly just warmup. Worked hockey stop. They’re getting better. Hockey stop to the left is still weaker than to the right.

2 foot spins are up to about 4 turns when they go well, and most of the time they do. Still not entirely consistent. Trying to go from two-foot to one-foot I’m able to get 1/2 to 3/4 of a turn.

Class:

Forward crossovers. Tips from the coach–hold the extensions with both legs, leg straight with toe pointed. Practice holding the edges for a beat or two as an exercise.

Backward crossovers. I’m still “flicking” the back leg in the cross and bringing it back inside. Need to work on a longer, push with that leg. Tip: Hold the back leg out and glide on the inside edge of the front leg so I’m not in such a hurry to bring the back leg back inside.

Inside three-turn. I’m still getting my weight too far forward on the skating foot, causing the toe-picks to scrape. Need to remember to keep my eyes up. I have a tendency to look down which throws off my balance. Also have a tendency to lean out of curve as I make the turn, this gets me off a good edge leading to the skate skittering sideways. The coach had me doing a bit of reaching into the circle with my lead hand just before and as I was making the turn. That suggests a bit of “pre-rotation” of the upper body might help.

Backward stroking. I’d been doing that all wrong. I’d been doing it basically into a one-foot glide in a straight line. The instructor showed it instead as a push and glide onto an inside edge, so instead of a mostly straight line down the ice, it’s a series of graceful swooping curves. Definitely need to practice this more. (Note as I’m writing this up: this actually sounds a lot like backward inside edges on a line, which is a Free-skate 2 technique.)

That was my notes for Sunday’s class. In the meantime I’ve done further work on my two-foot spins:

And further work on spirals and lunges:

They’re a bit less clumsy than they were, but I’m still not getting the extension I really need to get. That’s a matter of stretching to build flexibility as much as anything else, which would make for some good off-ice exercises to do in the “off” days.

Okay, not really. (I own a mirror; I know what I look like.) The title is a reference to the two new techniques my coach started this last class: Spirals and lunges.

Spirals and lunges are techniques where the point isn’t intricate footwork like in twizzles. They’re not about the speed and rotation of spins. They’re not about the athleticism of triple and quad jumps. No, they’re about grace and elegance, about looking good on the ice.

Coach Julia has an instruction video for spirals. One of the keys is getting sufficient flexibility, particularly extension in the quadriceps, to produce be able to get the free leg up high.

One “trick” my own instructor gave me was that this is one of the very few techniques where you should lock the knee of the skating leg. Doing so helps keep your weight on the back part of the blade preventing catching toe picks and making a very painful faceplant.

And here’s Coach Julia’s tutorial on forward lunges.

Let’s just say that I’ve got a long way to go yet.

Wondering if anybody can offer suggestions.

I recently did the timing belt on my 2009 Kia Spectra. And while doing that, I replaced the accessory belts since they had to come off anyway to The timing belt went fine, but since then I’ve had consistent problems with the AC compressor drive belt. First problem was the tensioner pulley fell off the car. Not sure how that happened. I torqued it to spec. Car is a salvage title (“Rebuilt”) and had clearly been hit on that side so maybe it was just faulty. In any case, losing the AC belt took out the belt that drives the water pump and alternator. And since the power steering is driven by a belt off the water pump, that pretty much took out everything.

Replaced the alternator belt while I went out looking for a replacement for the AC belt tensioner and idler pulley.

Found one on Amazon that included the axle and tension adjuster screw. It’s an almost but not quite correct match. The incorrect aspect is that there’s not quite sufficient space between the hex head on the adjuster screw and the flange that serves as the bearing surface to fit into the slot on the mounting bracket on the engine. Some work chucking the screw into a drill and spinning it with a file on the underside of the hex head (not a load-bearing component) took off about 50 mils (one and a quarter mm to you metric folk) and that was enough to let it fit.

The problem is that the AC drive belt tends to walk off the pulley–outboard so that it starts to collide with the belt driving the alternator and water pump, taking it out and…suddenly we’ve got our fingers crossed that the battery will last long enough to get home and hauling the steering wheel around by main force because no power steering.

I’ve tried various tension levels in the idler pulley. Doesn’t help. Tried replacing the pulley with one specific to the Kia thinking maybe there’s some subtle difference in dimensions between this one and the “correct” one. Nope. Same problem there.

I’ve been through four AC belts and three power steering belts (currently have the old one on) trying to solve this problem. The only parts I’ve touched in this subsytem are the harmonic balancer (which drives the belt), the tensioner, and the belt itself. The belt driving the water pump and alternator is fine, which suggests the problem is not with the harmonic balancer. That leaves the tensioner or something else just chose this moment to let go.

Any suggestions?

Update:

On the way home from the ice rink today, there was a brief “growling” sound from the front of my car, the steering in my car suddenly got heavy, and then the electrical fault warning light went off. By that combination I knew that I’d lost the alternator belt.

I promptly drove to the nearest auto parts store (wasn’t going to chance trying to get home on just the battery). Bought not one but two alternator belts (one to get home on and one in case I damaged the first on the way. Also a 12 mm combination wrench because of course I didn’t have my tool kit with me. (Need to get a halfway decent tool set to leave in the car.) Replaced the alternator belt in the parking lot of O’Reilly Auto Parts. Old one didn’t break exactly but had walked off the pulleys and basically shredded lengthwise. Part of it, about half the normal width, was still present stuck between the pulleys.

Now normally this would be just further aggravation but, as it happens, this may be the clue I needed to figure out the problem with the AC belt. You see, the AC belt had been walking off its pulley with disturbing regularity. Normally, that would mean something out of alignment but the only component that could be out of alignment that I’d messed with at all was the harmonic balancer (had to take it off as part of the timing belt change). However, the alternator belt, also run off the balancer, hadn’t before this been giving me any trouble so I didn’t think the balancer could be the problem. Now I’m wondering if maybe the extra length and more “open” routing of the alternator and water pump belt might have made it more tolerant of a misalignment. In any case, losing both alternator and AC belt is a strong indicator that the problem lays with the harmonic balancer.

So right now I’m waiting for the engine to cool down before getting under the car and checking. Since the alternator pulley is on the front of the harmonic balancer, I can check it against water pump and alternator with a straight edge. Can’t do that with the AC.

Normally I do these in the evening, but for today I’ll post early.

For those unfamiliar, here’s a brief history of Goths, the Gothic subculture and why “Goth”  even though they, we, were nowhere about when Rome was being sacked. (I’ve got an alibi!)

And some pictures of Goths, being Goth (what can I say, I like couples):

If this interests you, Toxic Tears has some tips on getting started:

You know, I keep running into people, even nominally right-leaning people, who are apologists for Socialism. No, the problem isn’t that it wasn’t “done right.” The problem is built into the very foundations of the concept.

Let us be clear on one thing. “Socialism” whatever form it takes: International, National, “Democratic”, “Market” (whatever that’s supposed to mean, but it was apparently a thing back in the 1940’s), whatever, cannot escape from the definition of socialism itself: an economic system where the economy is centrally planned and where the means of production are owned or controlled by the state. “Control” is the key element that makes it socialism. That is the core element of ownership. If one remains an owner “on paper” but the decisions about use are dictated by the state then it’s socialism. Because the real ownership is by those who make the decisions, whatever some piece of paper says about ownership.

Now, this is the important part. Tattoo it on your eyelids, add it as the welcome screen on your computer, whatever it takes to get you to learn it and remember it deep down in your gut:

YOU are a “means of production.” And that means that you need to be “controlled/owned” by the state. You. Not just your neighbor. Not just “the wealthy”, the “1%”, “cishet white males”, or whatever other group you want to bring down. You.

In socialism, the state decides what use you will be put to. Not you, yourself, not the nice party leader in your neighborhood, some bureaucrat a thousand miles away who doesn’t know the first thing about you personally except as a number in his spreadsheet…and cares even less.

Totalitarianism isn’t the result of socialism gone wrong. It’s the very core of socialism, following from the simple fact that the most important means of production, the most important capital, that needs to be centrally controlled by the very definition of socialism, is human capital.

And human capital means you.

It’s slavery. That the slaves–you and me–are owned and controlled by some vague collective (really someone who claims to be acting on behalf of that collective) instead of individual slave-owners does not change its essential nature. All the promises in the world about “fairness” and “equality” do not change that. Slavery that’s equal is still slavery.

A socialist society is a slave society. The only difference between it and other slave societies is that no one (except possibly a few nomenklatura–the handful claiming to act on behalf of the collected and being able to enforce their dictates) is free.

To advocate for socialism is to advocate for ones own slavery. (No, you won’t be part of that nomenklatura.) Well, if you want to make yourself a slave, that’s on you.

The problem is, you want me enslaved right alongside you.

As I have mentioned before, I was the guy who always got bullied growing up.  Late developing physically making me the “runt” all the time.  Slower, weaker, and less coordinated than my classmates.  “Odd” interests (space, science fiction, science in general).  Oh, and poverty.  Can’t forget poverty.  All of those added up to the “weird kid” that everyone picked on.

Take all that.  Add in a bit of “face blindness” (faces, unless I know them really well, tend to look alike to me; take two faces and let me compare feature by feature and I can differentiate them so long as I have both in front of me, but try to recognize someone, particularly in a crowd?  Not happening).  And still more there’s the weird way my mind can be “wired” so it’s a recipe for never learning to read “social cues.”

I don’t get social cues.  And, as a result, I have major, major social anxiety issues.

So when this picture popped up on my social media feed, I got it, totally:

As what I said above suggests, I have no idea what “flirting” looks like on the receiving end.  Part of that is that, in addition to the above reasons, because I’m a big ugly, relatively “low status” by most markers (neither of remarkable physical attractiveness, nor with any significant wealth, nor fame, nor power/influence) guy so I don’t get flirted with much.  Even if I did I wouldn’t recognize it.  So, maybe I do get flirted with but just don’t recognize it.

If I did recognize it, I have no idea how to flirt back.  So, if someone were to flirt with me, getting no response, they probably wouldn’t do it twice.

And that’s just talking about casual flirtation.  If I wanted to go beyond flirtation to a relationship or even a dalliance?  Troubles just begin there.

What I said up above about not getting social cues?  That applies here.  Even if by some miracle I recognized “flirting”, I have no idea what “signals” suggest that moving beyond casual flirtation would be welcome.

And if, somehow I managed to recognize those signals (perhaps if said signals were applied with a baseball bat–see Neil Gaiman’s bit on “how to seduce a writer”–more on that in a bit), I have no idea how to actually take whatever steps I need to take to move things in that direction. (I don’t know and would be deathly afraid of crossing some line that I don’t get because I. don’t. get. social. cues.)

There’s also a problem with that “signals applied with a baseball bat”.  You see, sometimes in the past young women (this was mostly when I was in school) would do just that.  And in every case but three, they were doing it as part of a “set up” in which I ended up as the butt of some rather cruel joke–making me think I had a chance only to jerk the rug out from under me in a very public and messy fashion, leaving me humiliated.  Each of those three exceptions, well, they turned out badly for other reasons.

Did I mention social anxiety?  That’s a large part of it right there.

When people trying to be helpful say “you just…” every word after “just” turns into the adults talking in the old Peanuts’ cartoons.  “wah wah wah wah wah.” Okay, not that bad.  I mean, the words sound like English but they don’t combine into anything that makes sense to me.

So, yeah, Goku.  I get it.  More than you know, I get it.

Over on the Book of Faces I received a 3 Day ban for this:

“Incorrect information that could cause harm” was the specific charge.

Look, you might worship at the shrine of the CDC, think Fauci should be nominated for canonization (never mind that he’s still alive), and follow every instruction that comes from his mouth with slavish adherence (two masks? Of course). However, whether one agrees with the pronouncements or not (I have my own opinion) those recommendations do have downsides that one would be well advised to keep in mind.

Yes, staying home does mean that you’re avoiding sunlight and fresh air. Now perhaps that’s a good thing where you are. Perhaps the air in your house is filtered and of better quality than the smog choked air outside. (Presuming you live in a place with a serious smog problem and presuming your house has that kind of filtration–most don’t.) And you may be all “sun? Skin cancer? No!” and get adequate vitamin D from supplements. More power to you, but one cannot deny that “stay home” orders or recommendations do mean avoiding fresh air and sunshin.

Look, even if we assume that masks are significantly helpful in slowing the spread of Winnie the Flu (virus particles are too small to be stopped by the mask and droplets carrying said particles which might be stopped by a mask only carry something like 3 feet even without a mask so social distancing, or even just recognizing personal space, should be more than adequate, but let’s assume), the fact remains that having a piece of cloth or the filter material of medical masks over your face provides a prime breeding ground for bacteria. Every time you cough, sneeze, or even exhale bacteria from your mouth and nose are deposited on the inner surface of the mask. Every time you walk past a bathroom that has been recently flushed you pick up bacteria and even fecal matter on the mask surface. It’s microscopic to be sure and you never notice it, but it’s there. And your continued breathing provides a warm moist environment for the bacteria to grow and to be ingested.

Normally, the levels of bacteria that are already in your body, and that you’ve breathed out, the amounts you pick up in passing a bathroom, or when out and about, don’t do you any harm. Your immune system is more than adequate to deal with them. But normally, you don’t have a culture dish strapped across your face allowing them to grow and multiply until they are too much for your immune system to handle and you get sick.

Doctors, using masks in hospitals and their offices replace those masks frequently. The masks are either disposed of or sterilized before reuse. How often do most people replace their own masks?

Continuing down the list, if people are restricted from going out, from going to the park, bars and restaurants, bowling alleys, whatever, then what exactly are they going to do except stay home and watch television or play on their computers?

“Unknown chemicals” might be a bit of an overstatement, it’s not much of one. The vaccines in question are still experimental. No studies of long-term effects have been carried out on them because there hasn’t been time for any such studies. Basically, the population is being used as one, gigantic, clinical trial. And it’s being done without proper informed consent. And to “encourage” people to participate in this clinical trial the President of the United States gives them a binary choice: “the rule is very simple: Get vaccinated or wear a mask until you do.”

And what have we been doing but instill a sense of fear and anxiety in our children, the very ones least at risk from Winnie the Flu? We teach them that a bare face is a threat, a danger. We have children now over a year old who have never seen a bare face other than their own parents’. That, in itself, is an experiment in psychology, performed once again without any possible informed consent and on young children.

And, well, the mere fact of my current stint in FaceBook Jail underscores the final statement.

Look, one might argue that all these things are justified, that the risk of Covid 19, or as I like to call it, Winnie the Flu, is so great that it justifies all the ancillary harm it does. That might even be a defensible argument, provided one actually measures “died from CV19” from “died from ‘X’ while also having CV19.” (A person with advanced cancer, months past his expected survival time, who happens to contract CV19 and then dies most likely died because of the cancer, not the Coronavirus.) But in the real world there are rarely solutions only tradeoffs. More of one “good thing” means less of another. Less of one “bad thing” means more of another. And you can’t navigate the best course if you can’t even discuss the downsides–the good we have to give up for the “good” of the proposal, the bad we get in exchange for the bad the proposal is supposed to deal with. And even more rarely is the same “optimum tradeoff” of these goods against those bads the same for everyone. But government invariably applies the same tradeoff to everyone.

Even if one wishes to make the argument that all these restrictions, of which masks are a part, are worth the downside, that does not mean that you get to just ignore that downside. And while it may be worth it to you, what gives you the right to make that decision for someone else, someone who, perhaps, has different issues. Does your feeling that a mask is worth the problems make it so for a rape victim who suffers severe PTSD every time anything is placed over her face? Does it make it so for the combat vet who left 40% of his lung function in the sands of Kuwait and ends up in gasping fits in mere minutes trying to breath through a piece of cloth? Or how about the athlete who can’t train with breathing even a little bit restricted? And how about those kids and the psychological damage of not seeing human faces in person outside their own family?

None of those are hypotheticals. All of them are people I know personally. And they tend to be dismissed because people even attempting to discuss the downsides…well, 3 day ban on Facebook.

“By holding gun on everyone on Earth and calling it protection? This isn’t freedom; this is fear.”

Cap has always got a way with words. (Or he used to; some of the current incarnations not so much.)

So, I had to change the timing belt on my car, a 2009 Kia Spectra. As the video above shows, there are a lot of steps involved because of the other things you have to remove to get access to the belt. I was also somewhat intimidated by the task because the last time I replaced the timing belt on an engine, in my old Mitsubishi Eclipse, I was on a very tight budget and didn’t replace the tensioner (the manual said doing so was optional). Result was the belt slipped and destroyed the engine. (Interference engine) The Kia also has an interference engine so it was with great trepidation that I began the task.

The video above is very good and I followed it almost exactly. There were just a couple of glitches along the way.

First, before starting I removed the spark plugs. This makes it much easier to rotate the crankshaft to align timing marks. It also helps at the end of the process to turn the engine over and make sure everything is working smoothly.

In my car the crankshaft pully/harmonic balancer was frozen fast. I had to get and use a harmonic balancer puller to remove it.

I did not remove the bracket between the engine block and the AC compressor. I was able to finesse the lower timing belt cover off without doing so.

At the end of the process, mindful of the problems I’d had in the past, once I got the new belt, tensioner, and idler pully on, I carefully turned the crankshaft through two full revolutions, checking to make sure there was no interference.

I took the opportunity, while I was elbow deep in engine, to replace the accessory drive belts and go ahead and do an oil and filter change.

There were a couple of “gotchas” along the way. I already mentioned that crankshaft pully did not come off easily requiring a puller. When using a jack under the engine, remember that the oil pan is made of aluminum. Use a piece of wood to spread out the force so you don’t crimp and potentially damage it. When you reinstall the passenger side motor mount bracket you may find that the holes in the mount don’t line up with the bolts. The trick there is finding just how high to jack up the motor so you can get them at least somewhat lined up, the lower the motor so the mount bracket slides into place.

Once the work was done, I test drove the car and there were…problems. The timing belt appeared to be fine (sigh of relief, given past history). However, when I was driving the car taking my daughter to work, I heard an unusual clatter from the engine compartment. The sound was a kind of metallic gurgling. At first I thought it was just air in the cooling passages (from replacing the water pump, relatively standard to do along with the timing belt on this engine) and that it would settle as the coolant worked its way through the passages and the air got pushed out. Indeed, that seemed to be the case as the sound soon faded.

On the way back home from taking my daughter to work the sound comes back along with an electrical system warning. At the same time, the steering got heavy. I was able to baby it home and pop the hood to find that the alternator belt had jumped its track. It was a mess, half its width stripped away and, of course, not turning alternator and water pump (which meant power steering wasn’t being driven either). In this engine, one belt off the harmonic balancer turns the alternator and water pump. A belt off the water pump turns the power steering pump, so losing the alternator belt meant losing all three of those things.

I replaced the alternator pump with the one I’d pulled off it when changing the timing belt. It still looked in good shape. While doing so, I noticed that the AC belt (also run off the harmonic balancer) was missing. So, alternator hooked up, I headed out to the parts store to get replacement belts. I figured I either didn’t have one or both of the two properly set on their pullies or I didn’t have them properly tensioned causing one to jump, taking out the other. The power steering belt (run off the water pump) looked fine–just hadn’t been running once the alternator belt went. I got the new belts, got home, and looked at installing them and…

The tensioner idler pully for the AC was gone. Not there. Completely missing. The bracket was empty.

Now, I had torqued that thing to spec when I buttoned things up after the timing belt installation. I have two torque wrenches–a bigger one for foot-lbs and a smaller one for in-lbs–and I use them.

My best guess, is that the idler, like many things on this car, was old and was on its last legs. Even though torqued to spec, it failed causing the AC belt to go. And the AC belt, being adjacent to the alternator and water pump belt, took that out with the results described above.

So for the time being I’m stuck with running without an AC belt in place. I’ve ordered a new idler/tensioner pully for the AC belt from Amazon. For the part I’ve ordered, someone, not the vendor, in a ‘”question” about the thing said that it wouldn’t fit this generation Spectra but the description specifically says it will fit that generation Hundai Elantra. Since the Spectra is basically a rebadged and re-trimmed Elantra, built on the same Hyundai-Kia J3 platform, with the exact same engine, I’m guessing the answerer is wrong on that matter.

In any case, fingers crossed. If it’s wrong, I’m not out a lot.

So, in the meantime, no AC, but otherwise things are running fine. Engine runs smoothly with no indications of any problems. I know that nothing here should actually alter the performance of the car but for some reason the car always seems…happier after maintenance work is done.

Yes, I know, “pathetic fallacy.” Deal. 😉