The tyranny of aging bodies

Got about ten miles into my Sunday ride and decided my right knee wasn't _going_ to stop aching. Apparently it hasn't forgiven me yet for hauling fifteen-thirty loads of Younger Son's stuff up to his third floor apartment on Friday. So anyway, I bailed out on the ride, cutting it about in half.

This Senior Moment brought to you by Ben Gay and Extra-Strength Tylenol.

23 miles, 1:52