I rode a bike, less!

 

Learning from one's mistakes is a great survival advantage, assuming one survives the mistake the first time. For example, after rather horrendously demonstrating my inability to safely dislodge grass from my from front hub while rolling last October, I have many times stopped, even dismounted, to correct some minor problem with my bike that I probably could have corrected 99.9 times out of 100 while still rolling. I now know it's that 0.1% of the time that really isn't worth it. I have the time to stop.

It was in the waning years of my first stint as a bike racer that I was taught that strength is gained not during the actual training, but rather tbe recovery from it. Yes, the body needs the stress of harder efforts, but equally important is rest time to rebuild after that, and I'm hopeful this old dog has learned that trick. After steadily increasing my mileage, yesterday I rode a flat six mile round trip to the library for more distractions while I sit and rest. I did still abstained from Ho-Hos and Ding-Dongs, all slacking in moderation!