Runner does not equal biker
My route to the hospital is just straight down two roads. No big deal right? No more than 2 miles. I can run five no problem now, and I’ve run way more in the past. Biking two miles is a piece of cake!
Nope. I stand radically corrected. The lactic acid really builds up on my legs. I’m so happy when I get to a red light and when I stop, I’m gasping for air.
So I suck at biking, but I’m really looking forward to getting better. I even mounted a lock bracket on my bike today so that I don’t have to carry the heavy lock in my bag. (Today I almost fell over as my bag shifted on my back, putting my center of gravity very off center.)
I also wear a helmet. Almost forgot that in the OR locker room today. Had to go back and get it, bc it’s just totally uncool to not be protected like that. And I am so cool that I was so happy to see an arrow on the inside of the helmet bc I couldn’t figure out which way was front and back. Learn some thing new everyday.
