Still Hanging Out in California

Last week we were out at the Whole Earth Festival, a hippie revival event held every year on campus. (But not the previous two years because of Covid.) I had been off my trike for awhile, mostly walking and I forgot that it uses a different set of muscles. Made it through the day okay until I stopped and rigor mortis set in. When this happens to a live person, it can be very painful. After a few more days of pain and a lot of complaining, I started a rehab program. I've done this many times before so I know the milestones and pitfalls. At this point, I usually ask myself, Why did I let it get this bad? This year's answer is- Because it's so much fun to sit on the couch and watch You Tube videos.
In a few weeks, if I don't do something stupid like give up, I'll be okay. I'll ride over to the finish of the Davis Double Century(a 200 mile bike tour done in a single day) and see what real crazy bike people look like.



My trike with random lady parked in front of the combini.