There's Always a Price
Well, I woke up this morning sore and stiff in my knees. I'm pretty sure it was the riding, since I didn't do anything else out of the ordinary.
This does not mean I will not ride again, but I must admit I as a bit surprised at how hard it was to walk once I dragged myself out of bed. It was not muscles...it was definitely my knee joints. They were complaining mightily.
By afternoon, with some Tylenol in me and a bit of exercising, I decided I'd head off to the pool for the opening weekday of the season. To my delight, there was practically no one there and for my first seven laps I was the only one in the big pool. I did a long session of bicycle kicks, did my leg exercises under water, swam the last three laps and headed for the lazy river.
Cruising around in my comfy tube was a lovely end to the afternoon, but I did get a little pink from the sun. Not exactly sunburn, but a little color. Might be that three circuits are too much in the afternoon. But it just felt so peaceful and relaxing that I didn't want to get out.
Headed home, fed the Boys and opted out of another ride. We'll see how I feel tomorrow.
I just have to take it one day at a time.