Last night’s dinner guest regaled us with stories, one of them being how he used to bike from Denver to Boulder to visit friends on his weekends. This was on the then two-lane highway 36. We marveled at how he was still here to tell that tale.
Ah, yes. The things we could accomplish with younger, agile physiques. I did get on my bicycle yesterday – rode about six blocks, to my daughter’s house and back. The only challenge I had was keeping my water bottle from hopping out of the bike basket. I’m not sure that explains my sore back, but I did have lean over a couple of extra inches at one point in the journey.
Off to do my stretches…
