Poor Slow Domo

Good Lord am I out of shape.  I'm ashamed to say I had to get off the bike and walk for a little ways up a hill this evening.

But at least I went riding!  It was fun, for the most part, and I think I'll stick to some less hilly parts of the neighborhood until I'm in a bit better shape.  I'm gonna be sore as hell tomorrow.

Little bit worried about weird sounds the chain is making.  I'm going to have to get one or more of my bike-wizard friends to take a look at it.  I hate the idea of something being wrong with my shiny new toy, but I'm sure it's nothing too serious. 

Between that and the 18,000 errands I ran this weekend, I am one dog-tired Domo.  Buenas noches a todos.