Left work with plenty of time to meet Melinda for a little run through the lunch loops. But the errands I had to run made me late and later. I hadn’t eaten all day, my hernia has been acting up, and so I figured I’d just grab a little food before hitting the trail.
So not only was I feeling tired and lethargic, but my body refused to digest without gifting me with stabbing pains. Seriously, like I’d swallowed a handful of knives. Poor Melinda was good to put up with my whining and occasional walking.
The best, though, was when we were riding on Raven’s Ridge, right? And there’s this “little” drop that she (and EVERYONE I RIDE WITH) keep trying to get me to do. I’ve rolled it once, but I just can’t seem to give myself the confidence to hop off of it on my bike.
Well, today I did. I jumped right off of that drop! I threw my hands in the air and made a big show of it! “Watch, Melinda! Watch me!” There were a couple of other dudes there who watched as well. We had a good laugh.
Laughing through pain is my absolute favorite.
(Sorry. No pictures. Was too busy trying to keep up with Mel.)