Feeling like a decrepit old man the last few weeks: I had a wicked back pain situation, then just as that healed, I dove off a ladder and messed up my rib, which is better but still tender. Last weekend I used loppers all day to thin out some brush and royally f’d the tendons in my wrist. All will be better soon, but this decrepitude spell has really impacted my bike time and that makes me grumpy— as riding is my primary coping mechanism in muddling through my life since punting beer over a year ago.