Saturday, even though I am struggling with a shoulder and neck problem, I managed to ride 18 miles and felt really good. Then it rained for two days. Today I get back on my bike, thinking that I will do 20-25 miles. I gave up at 8.5. It is hot. It is humid. It is hilly. I just felt old and fat and weak and like me and my bike were having an argument.

Ah well. Maybe I'll go for a walk this evening when it cools down.