I really love this picture... It's better than porn.

Two and a half hours in, I started riding myself retarded again. Seriously, for the 3rd time this spring, I have ridden myself until I can't think. Pain starts in my hands, my toes, my line of vision shrinks up, every muscle in my body screams out. Basically, I ride myself until I don't even feel human. Today, I lucked out, when I felt my brain capacity going south I was able to turn off on to 273 and head home. I ended up with 3:00 of saddle time today. Then I played the yoga card.

Early on, I was advised that core work outs and yoga, would count towards my weekly total for hours. So as I stumbled into the house, and lay on the kitchen floor, Diane looked down on me and asked if I was okay. I answered, in a slurred punch drunk manner, "I'm playing the yoga card." You see Diane and I had done a yoga dvd for 30 minutes the other night, that I hadn't worked into my plan for the week. Alas, broken, feeling retarded, sure that my legs must be swollen because they hurt so much. I played the yoga card, and made my goal for the week.