On Tuesday, I did something I had not done in more than six months - I went to a cycling class.
I was nervous about testing my ankle out this way. I know it's been several months, but I'm still in physical therapy, and sometimes prone to toppling over when the ankle decides it does not want to cooperate.
Still, I was tired of not being able to go to the gym, so I braved an hour-long class with my gym buddy, Jen.
When we got there, we came face to face with the evil "WOO!" instructor, otherwise known as my nemesis.
Continue reading So, we meet again. . . .
