I think I broke my butt...

Biking is always an adventure. There is definitely a culture to biking, and I am starting to finally understand the whole "share the road" rage that is prevalent in the cycling community. And I'm not even talking about sharing the ROAD persay, but rather, sharing the friggin bike/walk path.

Team RUM (still time to donate) tackled one of the many trails that converge at Lake Artemesia. We decided to try the NE Branch Trail, and it was a delightful bike ride. Relatively flat, newly paved, a good bit of shade, and enough traffic to make me feel comfortable riding by myself and not feel like I could get sold into white slavery.

That was all before I turned a sharp corner to go on the path under an overpass and some kid darted out in front of me whilst his mother and aunts (presumably) laughed at me. The kid thought it was hilarious because I skidded to a stop, but remained in my saddle, and pushed along the guard rail to try and stop some of my momentum so I didn't go OVER the rail, onto the rocks and to my imminent death. Maybe not death, but certainly a trip to the hospital. I yelled back at the to "keep your kid from running into the path" and got giggles. I wanted to get off right there and smack them, but it wasn't worth it.

Other than that slight mishap, and the fact that my bike seat kept getting progressively closer to the ground (so I felt like I was on a kids tricycle by the end of it, after adjusting it several times) it was a pleasant 11ish mile ride.

This morning was another story...

I have been having tailbone issues. No. It isn't a muscular problem. My quads, bum and calves are tight, but in that satisfying "I just kicked my own ass for pleasure" sort of way. This is a different kind of pain: I can barely roll over or get up from a seated position without feeling like my spine is a fuse that has been lit from my tailbone up. The initial burst of pain is what I imagine it would be like to get kicked in the 'nads if I were a man (my balls are only metaphorical and therefore, unkickable). I don't know if its the seat positioning, the fact that I need a more padded short/seat, or what, but clearly my hip - coccyx - pelvis configuration needs to be debugged. Totes.

Until I figure this out, I think it's back to walking with my guidette. Walking and judging.

I also will gift you this:

#LeoForAnOscarOrAPlaceInAmericasBestDanceCrew