I went and picked up my bike this morning. She hasn’t been home since before I went to Augusta at the end of September. I knew it would be hard to have her hanging around the house and not be able to ride her, so I went with the “out of sight, out of mind” strategy of coping. It was difficult to be apart, but it really was for the best. Recently both my doctor and my physical therapist have said they are okay with me getting back on my bike after riding the stationary bike for the last two months, so it was time to go pick up my bike.
She sure is a pretty bike and fast, too, but we didn’t have much time to get to know each other before the separation. And after our trainer ride tonight, I realized it may take some time to warm up to each other again. I was reminded just what it means to sit for an hour on a bike seat today–and of course I will be working up to five times that in the (fingers crossed) nearish future. Good news, neither my leg nor knee hurt while I was riding. Woohoo!
Big shout out to the Bicycle Shop for hosting the trainer spin class tonight which allowed me to have some company for my first trainer ride!