my brilliant plan for the day
So being stuck at home is driving me nuts. ive decided i dont really like winter break very much.
So i decide 'hey i'll go for a bike ride'
I mean, my brothwers got this brand new bountain bike that he never rides. and ive been wanting to take up riding ever since i was with tazio, he rode all the time.
So after aBOUT 20 min of trying to find the bike pump, filling up the tires, looking for the helmet, and adjusting the bike to my height, im finally off.
I head down a small hill and onto a dirt road where there are ranches. I dont go very far befor i realize that riding in the dirt...sucks.
Its really hard. So i turn around, thinking 'ok well this was my first ride in like 15 years, so i need to build up to this obviously'.
no biggie right, i feel alittle ashamed that im not in better shape, but decide not to beat myself up about it.
So back up this small hill i go. maybe half way up im going slower than a turtle through peanut butter, and i realize 'fuck im going to have to walk, im lame'
So i walk for a little while, as long as my pride would allow. (which wasnt long)
then push my ass to get back home.
I was gone maybe ten min.
By the time i get home, i can barely walk in the house my legs are shaking so bad. My head and face are pounding like a drum, and i can barley breath. Oh and i feel like throwing up.
Great.
I have to laydown for 20 min, with the fan on me befor my head will let me get up.
I am now slouched on the floor on my laptop, becasue the thought of draggin my ass to the table comp. is unthinkable.
That...Sucked.
So i decide 'hey i'll go for a bike ride'
I mean, my brothwers got this brand new bountain bike that he never rides. and ive been wanting to take up riding ever since i was with tazio, he rode all the time.
So after aBOUT 20 min of trying to find the bike pump, filling up the tires, looking for the helmet, and adjusting the bike to my height, im finally off.
I head down a small hill and onto a dirt road where there are ranches. I dont go very far befor i realize that riding in the dirt...sucks.
Its really hard. So i turn around, thinking 'ok well this was my first ride in like 15 years, so i need to build up to this obviously'.
no biggie right, i feel alittle ashamed that im not in better shape, but decide not to beat myself up about it.
So back up this small hill i go. maybe half way up im going slower than a turtle through peanut butter, and i realize 'fuck im going to have to walk, im lame'
So i walk for a little while, as long as my pride would allow. (which wasnt long)
then push my ass to get back home.
I was gone maybe ten min.
By the time i get home, i can barely walk in the house my legs are shaking so bad. My head and face are pounding like a drum, and i can barley breath. Oh and i feel like throwing up.
Great.
I have to laydown for 20 min, with the fan on me befor my head will let me get up.
I am now slouched on the floor on my laptop, becasue the thought of draggin my ass to the table comp. is unthinkable.
That...Sucked.