Being out of shape is no fun. But I didn’t allow that to get in the way of joining the weekly Oak Ridge ride. Six of us rode 40.1 miles, starting at the intersection of Hwys. 68 and 150, and winding our way north around Belew’s Creek.
I was glad to get out though I can’t claim to have thoroughly enjoyed the experience. My legs are toast, though I can look forward to a time when a 40-ish mile ride doesn’t leave me feeling like crap. Piles of miles are the cure, a friend says.