Ow. Ow. Ow.

Holy crap I'm sore!
Yesterday was a sunny (but very windy & chilly) day. JL didn't want help doing the landscaping and I couldn't see his "vision" of the finished product anyway. I'd have just screwed it up. MiniMe wasn't doing anything important so I said, "Yo! Babe! Bike ride?" So we grabbed our hoodies and opened the fence to get our bikes. Even though JL was busy doing his own thing, he knew I was going to ask MiniMe to go biking and he stopped what he was doing to air up the bike tires before we went out there. Niiiice.
We walked the bikes out the gate, around the house and to the front drive. I should have known right then that it was a mistake when we were fighting the wind to PUSH them while walking.
Stupid Annie, stupid!
We hopped on and split down the street that used to be a dead end but now goes all the way to (and through) downtown. OMG. There was no such thing as coasting. It was pedal pedal pedal until your legs fall off. The wind was so much worse in the open. It was cold and sharp. But there was no way I was going to tell her to forget it at that point. So we pushed through to the first turn. Uphill. Crap.
The reality hit me that every street we took was either uphill or against that wind. We even had to pedal DOWNhill.
When we got home, I'd made two determinations. One: Legs/Noodles - same diff.
Two: I think I need a bike seat the size of my van's captain chair.
About JL pumping up those tires; he had major bonus points UNTIL. Until we pulled back up in the driveway and he said:
"Back so soon"?
Grrrr.