This morning, before packing up the bike for a ride to Perth, I sat on the Silver Lady for few moments to get the feel of my shoulder. Last Sunday I had ridden after the heavy lifting, with no difficulty at all. In fact I had not even been aware I had a problem. I merely felt a little stiff which was fairly natural considering the work I had done. Now I am not in the same condition. This morning I felt awkward. One should be in full control when one is riding a bike. Perhaps I am not fit enough. Discretion is always the better part of valour when one’s life is in the balance. I decided that it might not be wise to ride too far until my shoulder is rehabilitated.
Luckily my Camry is automatic. I can drive. Cars don’t fall over.
But now I have serious incentive for treatment.