Wales Station

In the morning walk to the lakefront while listening to Musica Antiqua. Put out seed for the ducks and geese. Walk home. Do a water change on the fish tank. Walk back to the lakefront again. In the afternoon ride my bike all the way to the Wales station. See two old guys bike up as well. They look totally out of energy. So am I. It is a hot day. I have pushed myself. Chased by a rain storm the whole way back. The grey skies circle all around me. Ride faster and faster. The wind sweeps up. Ride faster and faster. Make it back home just as the rain starts to fall. My whole body is sore. My muscles are shaking. I did way too much. Take a shower. Lay on the couch. Start to calm down. Fall asleep.