Hell Hath Frozen Over

My weird sleeping cycle ended up being weird in a new way today: I woke up at 6am. And since I have a hard enough time exercising without trying to do it in the summer heat, I forced myself to suit up and get out on my bicycle. I biked through Aquatic Park almost to the ped/bike bridge, then looped back and overshot to the Emeryville Amtrak station (to see if I could get a photo for the Amtrak contest) then home again. I tried hard not to overdo it on this first time, which was why I didn't go over the ped bridge to get to the more scenic Bay Trail. I was riding my Bridgestone xo-2, which has been made as ergonomic as I can afford to make it but is still an upright bike. Predictably, my wrists hurt quite a bit from the time spent riding an upright. And that was accentuated by the ABOMINABLE state of asphalt in our poor part of town. It was like off-road riding while on-road. Truly boneshaking.

But I'm proud of myself for not having turned over and gone right back to sleep. I'm glad I got out and exercised.