Sometimes a ride is just what you need

Ok, so I spent almost the entire day stumbling around the house attempting to recover from yesterday. It got to the point where I couldn't walk in a straight line because I was so sore and my muscles were screaming at me. Of course the last thing I wanted to do was go ride my bike, yet I did anyway.

The first 8 miles or so were, let's just say, incredibly uncomfortable. Then again I'm riding with my Dad so I know that if I turn around I'm not going to hear the end of it. I stuck it out and by the end of the ride I felt awesome. True, my legs haven't forgiven me for running yesterday but rolling into the driveway during a perfect sunset (sorry, didn't get a picture) seemed to help them forget a little.

Anyway, we're celebrating Thanksgiving today because my Mom had to work yesterday so it's off to clean up, make the last of the food and eat way too much of it! Happy (second) Thanksgiving everyone! (by the way, BOO, Black Friday)