I had to back out of our 45 mile bike ride on Saturday. It was a hard decision to make, but I was afraid my back (gluteus maximus, I think) would spazz out again and I’d have to figure out how to get 20 miles back to the car in pain. I had also been a little more wiped out by the previous ride than I had initially estimated, emotionally drained, and quite possibly a little sick, so I spent the whole week worrying about how I’d feel on Saturday morning. Friday night I went to bed at an excellent time, then kept myself up all night worrying about hurting, or inconveniencing my ride partners if I had to drop out!
We are welcome on the ride coming up this Saturday, but I really need to get out on the bike for a long slow ride to loosen up my back. I believe I will try that on Wednesday. Today I’m going to go for so hike/run. Tomorrow I have to talk to Whisper’s vet, again. And I need to get my homework done. I’m already overwhelmed.