After ignoring pain in my right knee for a couple of weeks, I finally stayed off the bike this weekend. In the last two years, the only weekends I’ve gone without riding came when I was traveling and had no bike. Or when I was in bed with the flu.

This is not necessarily a bad thing. There are far fewer weeds in the garden, and a bunch of other necessary chores have been completed. And my knee feels a lot better. But I’m still jonesing for a ride. I’m going to the doctor tomorrow.