You Never Forget How To Ride a Bike

So today I finally sucked down the fear and got my butt on my bike. No excuses today - the weather was stellar and the company was willing to go at my slow pace (thanks Larry!). So here I go!!

Looking down at Sheridan Road, the stretch which I once road over and over and over for IM Arizona. I remember bitching about how sick I was of riding the same path so many times. Today, I could have kissed the ground.

My partner in crime - although he did scold me for trying to take pictures while riding a bike. I guess maybe that wasn't the smartest thing to do when you get back on a bike after a six-month back rehab. Oh well.

Yeah, so I'm a little happy. This was taken on the side road going back home. What you can't see is my windedness and burning quads, compliments of the six-month lay-off. By the way, you may have noticed that I am sans helmet - I most certainly do not advocate this, but it was left at my sister's house from the last move, and I was too lazy to ride by and get it today. But alas, I will have it for the next ride!

And Larry again. What a good sport!

So after all of that, I manage to get back home, ice my back, suck down some Ibuprofen (to be safe) and do some stretches before meeting with my real estate agent about the offer I just put in on a house (that will definitely be the next post!)

So as the day winds down, I'll leave you all with this:

GO BEARS!