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Pelotonia from the Couch

knorWhile my daughter-in-law rode 50 miles in Pelotonia in Ohio on Saturday, August 10, I was sitting around in my sloppy gray sweatpants nursing a tweaked knee riding nowhere fast. Okay so I often sit around in my sloppy gray sweatpants, but hey… they’re comfy. The tweaked knee, not so much. I’m not even sure if the problem is my knee because my hamstring is tight and sore as well. Occasionally my upper calf feels funky too so let’s just say my right leg is in a bit of a mess at the moment.

How did I do it, you ask?  Well…I believe it was a combination of things. First, I took a seriously steep hill a little too aggressively a couple of weeks ago. Felt it in both my right hamstring and knee. Nothing sharp or severe and after two days rest, everything felt fine. In fact, I was feeling pretty strong on my bike and tried the higher gear same cadence schtick for about a week. Then there’s the fact that I’m in my young 50s, which is another way of saying I’m getting old and geeze.  Anyway, I woke up one morning and both my knee and hamstring felt tight and stiff again. Tried to work it out for a couple of days, but while it didn’t get worse, it wasn’t getting any better. So I began using ice, heat, and rest…lots of rest. It’s helping, slowly. Fifty may be the new thirty but not when it comes to injury recovery.

My husband is still asking what possessed me to do the higher gear thing, wondering about why I bothered to get a bike with 27 gears if I wasn’t going to use them. I hate to admit it but he’s right. Seems kind of of silly now. But whatever… I did it. I’m paying for it. Lesson learned. Injuries suck.

I haven’t been on my bike in days. I think riding flat would actually would be good but I’m waiting for a bike carrieGirlier to arrive today so I can get my bike down off this hill. (Actually, I could get down the hill; I just wouldn’t be able to come home!) I hate the idea of having to drive my car so I can ride but I only have drive a mile down to where I can park so it’s not too bad. Better than not riding at all that’s for sure! In the meantime, I’ve been taking short walks, working my core at the gym, and doing some mild stretching.

I was feeling a bit envious (and a bit sorry for myself) last Saturday as I thought of my daughter-in-law out on her ride. But when I saw the picture of her at the finish line all smiles and looking fantastic, the only thing I felt was proud. She rode 25 miles in Pelotonia last year saying she wanted to do 50 the next time and she did! This year she said could have easily done 75. I have no doubts that she will!