They say you are only as old as you feel. Crap, I must be close to retirement today.
I decided that I was decidedly sick and tired of not having time to exercise. So Saturday I resolved to start riding my bike to work. I don't live that far from the hospital, only about 4-5 miles. But heading to the hospital is, well, uphill. All the way. One long, uphill ride. It makes the ride home a lot of fun. But the ride up, well. . .
I'm feeling a bit old and weary after a few days. The legs are a tad wobbly, the butt is more than mildly sore, and I am tired. The fact that we have all been sleeping terribly at night (thanks to the extreme heat and lack of an air conditioner) isn't helping.
But last night I decided to go play basketball with some of the other residents. It is important to understand something. I haven't played basketball in years. Literally, like 4 years, since before I started med school.
I feel so old! My muscles are sore, I'm freaking tired, and dehydrated as can be. But I can hardly wait for next week's game. Gotta get back in the groove.
I just wish it didn't hurt so bad.