muscles I just didn't know I had

Sep 10, 2005 20:49

I went on a nice long trail ride today with about 100 other people. Big group, lovely day, very windy ... thankfully we only had one spook during a big gust of wind that made the caution tape strung up to mark our ride flutter violently on the ground where it'd been torn and left. I know I'm going to be sore tomorrow. I'm sore already! My butt and knees and thighs are just not used to riding. But I got some compliments on my seat and my form and that was nice ... I know I've lost confidence but thankfully I haven't forgotten *how* to ride and look at least somewhat decent doing it.
I couldn't believe how DIRTY I got while riding. I'm sure that my state of filthiness wasn't helped by Takoda using me as a head-scratching post, but she was so good on this ride that I submitted for about 3 seconds instead of immediately pushing her face away. My jeans were a new color -- dirt-brown denim wash. Mmmm. Sexy.
I know after a four-hour ride I probably smelled sexy too.
Got home, showered, lost 10 lbs of dirt off me, and then tossed the clothes in the wash. The cute little peach-colored tee I wore on the ride was decidedly nasty. It's perfect now, looks brand-new. The jeans are indigo-rinsed again, the way they should be.
ERA is the greatest laundry detergent ever. I will never, ever go back to Tide or Arm&Hammer. I haven't found anything ERA can't handle ... ketchup on a white shirt, permanent ink, grease spots, hair dye. It's all gone.
Rocket on.
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