Well, I took almost two weeks off my bike. Friday I hopped back on it, with a little apprehension. My ankle no longer hurt but I was worried about my rump. I decided to go for 20 miles. I had signed up for a 64 mile ride the next day and wanted to see how I felt. Overall it was a good ride, except for my tail bone. My ankle seemed fine, not protesting the activity so I thought, I'm good to go and I can deal with the tail bone discomfort. At least for Saturday. I did text Melanie to find out about their saddle testing program, there simply has to be a better way. Well Friday night, Jason loads the bikes and we prepare for an early start. It was a very pretty morning, and I was ready. We spent the first 7 miles riding along with a friend of ours from Claflin, he was doing the shorter route of 25 miles. We then turned north into the wind, which was supposed to be coming from the south. Then I started to feel the twinges. I tried to keep my feet level or drop my heel as I pedaled. It was getting worse and I was getting discouraged. I get quiet and Jason says "hey I have something that will make you happy." I'm skeptical because he doesn't know my ankle is acting up. Then he tells me, "I see a muscle moving every time you pedal, that I'm pretty sure wasn't there before." AWESOME, I have new muscles! So we keep going. I finally told Jason to stop at 17 miles. I told him about the ankle. He told me he'd talked to the chiropractor about it and that I needed stop when it hurt or I could do serious permanent damage. And because we live in the day of smart phones we looked up the tendinitis again. Turns out you just can't hop back on a bike and do what you did before. You're supposed to work back into it gradually and take care of the ankle as you do it. I did neither. Jason turned around and headed for the truck. Hanging out on the side of a country blacktop is lonely and slightly embarrassing. Then you have to tell people, yes you're fine, your husband is on his way. Thank goodness for smart phones and Pinterest. About an hour and a half later, Jason is back to get me. I apologize over and over again. I felt like I'd ruined his ride, and I was so disappointed in myself. He said he was kind of proud that I had a sport injury, which I think is crazy. Why?! I ask him. Because only athletes get sports injuries, and frankly that made my day.
So I am taking a few days off the bike again. I will be nicer to my ankle and ice it after I ride. If that doesn't help, I guess I will go to the doctor and get some professional advice. I've also made plans to go to Melanie's shop, I've got to do something about this seat issue.
Until next time, I leave you with a few pictures that I took while waiting for my knight in shining armor :)
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