Jen's Journal

Burnt Bridge was a shuttle ride, meaning I only had to ride my bike down the hill and somebody would drive me back up. The trail down was "flowy". The definition of flowy, to me, is something that is easy enough that I can stay on my bike the whole descent and don't have to slow or stop in order to scope out stunts or steeps. That was this. It was a great place to have the first ride of the season.

As for the first road ride, it started on Chinese New Year's in Chinatown. After a filling meal of dim sum, lots of dumplings filled with shrimp or mystery meat, I head to mile 0 by Beacon Hill Park. I rode for an unknown length of time on an unknown distance. The one thing did know was that the road bike was FAST. I went along Dallas Road, followed the "scenic" drive past Cadboro Bay and up to Mount Douglas Parkway. From there I headed home, quads throbbing, and calves aching.

This morning I decided to stretch out my aching body and I went to a power yoga class at Yoga Shala on Broad Street. They have a kick-ass intro deal of 5 classes for $25. However I didn't bring any cash, so I got an even better deal, 1 class for $0. After 10 minutes of the 1 1/2 hour class my legs were shaking. After 20 minutes I was sweating and trying to "breath nice and deep". After 80 minutes I collapsed on to the pink yoga mat and lay there as the instructor talked us through the cool down.

At this point, 3 hours after the class concluded, I already feel my glute, back, and shoulder muscles. I don't know what they are doing, but no matter if I am standing sitting or lying I can still feel them.

Thank goodness my reading break is almost over, I don't know if my body can handle much more breaking