I essentially rode 48 miles (round trip) for ice cream and a sandwich....after not riding for two weeks. Bad idea. I went out in the afternoon (bad idea), pushed it on the way out (bad idea), and got on the bike too soon after eating (worse idea). You can see where this is going. There was no puking, but it was a pretty miserable 14 miles back to Xenia, where I refilled my water bottles, then sat on a bench, totally exhausted, and called my boyfriend to ask "Do I have to ride the ten miles back to the car?"



...after not riding for two weeks. Bad idea. I went out in the afternoon (bad idea), pushed it on the way out (bad idea), and got on the bike too soon after eating (worse idea). You can see where this is going. There was no puking, but it was a pretty miserable 14 miles back to Xenia, where I refilled my water bottles, then sat on a bench, totally exhausted, and called my boyfriend to ask "Do I have to ride the ten miles back to the car?"
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