April 10, 2010
They say you never forget how to ride a bike...that may be true but nobody ever told me it hurts like hell when you haven't done it for 20+ years.
The day started out fun enough. We met our friends Jay and Ann in Little Five Points to eat at the Vortex, its a place we love but very rarely get to go. When lunch was over we drove down to Mama & Daddy's to get the bike they were giving me!!! I was REALLY excited.
Until I got on it and rode a few feet. I was beyond shocked to find....it hurt
Dave and I took off down the road, I made it about 200 yards before I found I was actually starting to cry from the pain. Laying in the road and dying seemed like a real option at the time. Imagine my big surprise to find that a 41 year old can't ride a bicycle like a 12 year old!
So, the bike adventure did not last long. Talk about having your bubble burst.
That night after dinner we went for a walk to the cemetery in their town so that I could try to stretch out the muscles that were revolting on me, we didn't have a way to figure how long the distance was but we are guessing the trip there and back was about a mile.
One benefit of the day was that I slept ALL night that night and it had been a very long time since that had happened.
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