My Ass is sore....

..and not for a fun reason. I am fat, out of shape, and took a nice long ride on the new bicycle to the dentists. The same bike that needs adjustments. I don't know what I had more anxiety about, the dentist, or making it there alive. The ride home was better, but it decided to rain cats and dogs. As I was walking the bike up a large hill (because I was in no shape to ride it), I remembered being an in shape runner in the rain running straight up a hill like this a few years ago. I laughed and cried the rest of the way home.

Most sages state that the beginner's mind is the best way to be. But when you are a beginner again after being good at something, it sucks. It is both humiliating and demoralizing. So I just have to put my sore ass on the bike seat again until I'm good at it, again.