achilles ankle.

early last week i had a senior moment whilst exiting a house. there were a few steps leading from the kitchen to the driveway made of the unfinished planks you'd find on any deck or porch. what appeared to be 2 steps in the dark was actually 3 and i rolled my ankle hard and went down like a ton of bricks with an old ford pick-up and a puddle to break my fall. needless to say i didn't ride for the better part of a week. today was the first day in the saddle since and my ankle felt good. a little sore in some spots but the pedaling motion certainly didn't irritate anything. it was nice to ride again.

today, however, my brian was racing a mile a minute while i pedaled at 15mph. i just couldn't focus or relax. my thoughts were scattered and random. i suppose it will happen every now and again, but i hate being cheated from something that is supposed to be fun and relaxing. i have the rest of my day to be stressed it shouldn't carry over into riding time. oh well... i still need to ride home, maybe that will be different.