First bike ride

[cosmolinguist]

The weather gradually changed from mostly cloudy to mostly sunny as the day went on, and I wasn't too spoonless after work, and the combination of these two things made D suggest that we go for a bike ride.

It was my first one since before I broke my ankle so we took it very easy. About a mile each way, stopping in the middle for a couple of pints (I had a nice pilsner, perfect in the sunshine).

Pedaling is fine for my ankle but there are other things: for some reason I can only get on the bike by standing on the left side and throwing my right leg over it (so, all my weight is on my weak leg). It does not work the other way around. I have no idea why. Also, a thing I never noticed until today is that when I'm coasting, my legs always stop in the position where my left is the one that's extended: again, holding most of my weight. This I did try to change but it was always a matter of noticing how my legs reflexively ended up and then trying to alter their position once it'd made my leg twinge. Not ideal.

But the short ride was okay. I can tell I've Done Something, but my ankle isn't particularly sore or swollen. So I think I struck the right balance.

Comments

[radiantfracture]

That ride sounds lovely. You're so good at punctuating activities with tasty pints.

I need to borrow my friend-colleage-neighbour's bike pump so that I can start riding again. I think I also have only one method of mounting the bicycle, but I'll have to actually do it to confirm. Maybe because I learned so early, like tying my shoes or using scissors. Only one body memory.

[cosmolinguist]

You're so good at punctuating activities with tasty pints.

D much prefers a bike ride with a destination of some kind. Which is not always, but often, a pint. :)