We went for a 16 mile bike ride yesterday. I have only ridden twice this summer, and nowhere near that distance. But I figured, I can handle it.
Well, my legs and cardio could handle it. I wasn't terribly tired after it, but my wrists and my rear end were extremely sore.
I need a new seat, because my two butt bones (bottom of ischium) was killing me! I was complaining about it from the time I got off the bike until we went to bed. We got home and I opened a
very good bottle of bourbon and had a couple of pours. It helped. Just prior to going to bed, I was promised a massage. And it felt wonderful, and eventually led to ....
yada yada yada.