Today would have been the perfect day for a bike ride. I say "would have been" because I work up this morning feeling very stiff and bruised from yesterday's Jeep pushing episode. (Why did I ever think that was a good idea?) I actually have a good-sized welt in the middle of my spine, from where I leaned up against the hood while pushing it backwards. I decided that limited movement would be the theme of the day. Sore body aside, the sunshine was terribly pleasant to sit in as I read The New Yorker.