I haven’t posted in a while. I’ve been busy during my good times and depressed during the bad times.
A week ago (last Saturday) I rode 41 miles on the rSogn, and was so stiff and sore that I didn’t leave the house on Sunday.
I rode the ‘bent to work, on errands, and to Car-Free Happy Hour last week. This included one day with a winter weather advisory. I probably should have ridden the Fargo with studded tires, but I didn’t. I had no issues with the roads, but as I pulled into work, the bike slipped out from under me on an icy spot. I went down in front of three co-workers. I wasn’t injured, but it was embarrassing.
I was on a ride this morning with Tim and Asher. I was on the rSogn again. 30 miles into the ride, I called it quits and turned for home. I ended the day with less than 37 miles. I’m stiff and sore again.
The rSogn isn’t the issue. My body is the issue. I’m having a low-grade flare-up of my neck and shoulders again. Riding a drop-bar road bike aggravates it. Maybe I should stay off that bike until the flare-up is over.
I’m planning on going out again tomorrow morning, but I haven’t decided which bike to ride.
As I said earlier, I’ve been busy. Work is busy in a good way. Other things in life are busy in a “not so good” way. I’ve fallen behind on things I need to get done. This has caused me to write here less often.
When I’m being lazy and not working on such things, it’s often because I’m depressed. I have trouble writing when I’m depressed. Okay… not entirely true. I could write 300 pages of sad-sack shit that nobody wants to read. I’ll spare you that.