Yesterday, I took a 15-mile bike ride from the Brentwood REI store through some of the neighborly parts of south Davidson County. Normally, I don’t like getting in my car and driving to Belle Meade, much less riding a bike there. But this was something of a challenge, and it didn’t turn out half bad. I saw some beautiful fall scenery, and felt a little healthier from making the journey.
Of course, my knees burned like fire last night, and I had a little trouble making it past the first landing of the stairs at my friend’s house. I figeted uncomfortably at church, trying unsuccessfully to find a pose that didn’t cause me to ache. But after a few Advil and a few hours, the pain was gone. This morning the only thing left with some soreness was my rear end. I mean really, could they make those seats anymore harder?
So there I was, feeling pretty decent after my first bike ride in probably 10 years. I smirked over it in the bathroom as I flipped my head over to tie on a scarf. Then it hit me. A twinge in my back muscles as they siezed up unexpectedly. So here I am now, sitting at my computer, trying unsuccessfully to find a position that doesn’t make my back ache.