72nd ride

I'm quite sure I sprained my left thumb (rather severely) when I jammed it into the ground on Friday's fall. It is still quite stiff and vitually unusable. Accordingly, I cut myself some slack this afternoon, and when I rode to church (after the Father's Day feast that Michelle had grilled for us, and the Tigers' victory in Minnesota) to do my weekly data entry for them, I chose a deliberately easy route, and rode it slowly, doing the 8.2 miles in 47 minutes.

However, on the way home, when I came to the corner (Scio Church and South Main) that did me in on Friday, I slowed way down and proceeded with extreme caution—as befits a geezer of 56 years!

I suppose it's worth noting that today put me over 800 miles for the year, too. Not that that's any great thing, but I'm inching ever closer to 1000 miles, which will be significant.