I spent yesterday in bed. I am pretty sure old people like me are not made to bounce off the ground. I’m going to be really bruised, but the upside is that I didn’t break a collar-bone or an arm or a leg or my spine.
I can say that not only am I not cut out for getting bucked off horses, I may not even be cut out to ride them. We’ll see.
We did a change in strategy over the weekend. I just didn’t have it in me yesterday to fight.
So, because I didn’t sleep last night worth a hill o’ beans because I was too sore, I did what most people would assume I would do: I went for a run.
After nearly 6 months off, I figured I was so pea pickin’ sore that I might as well tackle it now, so the new soreness will be absorbed by the stuff that’s already here. I’m pretty sure the turkeys across the road could have lapped me had they wanted to, as slowly as I was going.
Nonetheless, I got 3 miles in. While I’ve had a have a hard time lifting my arms the last two days, I figured my legs should be ok. Any new aches I’m going to get will just have to join the others……………
Ya. Pretty sure I’m crazy. 😯