The kids and I decided to go on a bike ride. Usually that’s Ray’s thing. I have a bike so I decided I could do it. I have a crappy bike. The handle bars move up and down if I pull up or push down on them. My seat is a little high (and no, I can’t change that- anymore). It’s always easier going out than coming back. The last 1/4 of a mile off the trail was HARD. It’s up hill. I was feeling pretty good about it all until then. I haven’t ridden a bike in 2 years and so I think, “yeah, a 10 mile bike ride sounds good”. Somebody shoot me the next time I think.