It's Not About the Bike

I was really sore yesterday from running those three miles. My whole body ached and I had to take three extra-strength Tylenol just to make it into the shower and to work. Although I was sore all day, it was better once I got to the library, where I kept moving all day and never had the opportunity to get stiff. As I mentioned I wasn't able to make it to Combat last night, which greatly disappointed me. And I was too busy after work to get a workout in (you know, errands, getting groceries, watching the last two episodes of The Office).

Tonight I was planning on going to BodyPump -- like I always do. But somehow Jennifer was able to talk me out of it. Nobody else was going to be there. And I was starving by 4:00. I had already eaten all my snacks at work, and just couldn't wait to get home and eat something. I also had plans with Jennifer to buy a new bike. I am pretty tired of the bike I have. It's about 15 years old; it doesn't have gear numbers, so I don't know what gear I am in; the handlebars are too low, or the seat is too high, and I am hunched over the entire ride. Anyway, it was time for a new one. It didn't cost too much, and if it gets me to ride more, well great! Once we got home I rode around the neighborhood for about 20 minutes. I guess that's better than nothing.