Bruised

I had promised a fellow rabbit that I would meet him for a ride this morning.  I was looking for a way to get out it, a yoga class, pilates?  To my dismay there was nothing worth doing at FC.  So I sucked it up and got on the bike.  We went out W. Washington, and out Old Salem lane. We ventured out down a back road that would take you all the way to Pl. Plains.  After an hour out we tried to make a loop back, but came to a part in the road that was tore up.  Turning around and going back the way we came was our best option. The ever graceful person that I am, I lost my balance in the loose rock and tipped over like falling tree.  Nothing was bruised, just my ego.  The ride back was good, stayed  in areo for a while.  I arrived home in 2 hours, and 33miles.