As my dad would say, "Darn it anyhow!".

On Saturday Paula had to work, we had errands to run, my work was piling up, at night Paula had a winter formal and Tammy and I had a date planned. I decided Friday night not to ride and be responsible for getting my stuff done. Sunday was to be a warmer day anyway. Tammy and I went to the gym around 9 to run and lift. So, I did that, but after getting home my back hurt "like the dickens". It must be that reverse crunch machine. So, I hobbled around most of the afternoon. We went to go see a movie and I had to get up and walk around a few times as my back was killing me. So, here it is Sunday morning and I am not riding. I may go for just a bit, but I am still pretty sore. Damn it. I guess there will be other days.