Bill was making waves yesterday about riding today. I was all over it.
That was until I spent 7 hours (EARLY HOURS) baking bread and selling said bread at our Farmer’s Market.
From there, I took both the kids to a local amusement park, where we somehow managed to walk the entire park at least 3 times in its entirety.
We got home around 7:30pm and upon sitting down on the couch, I felt like the proverbial balloon that was now becoming deflated of all its air. Yup. The day was done, and so was I. The kids and I had a nice evening of playing outside and watching some TV.
So, while the thought of donning the cycling gear and heading out to tackle some miles holds my mind captive, I think my body over-ruled that decision.
Coffee and a quiet house wins out on this weekend morning.
I may ride later in the day, but the mornings (quiet ones) are a rarity in my house. I’m taking advantage of it while I can.
Sunday is MY day. A quiet day. A lazy day, but that would be unfair to say. I need Sunday to RECHARGE so I can attack the week ahead…
Sorry Bill. Hope you enjoy the ride.