Tuesday, August 10, 2010
So I decided today was the day I would finally take the cross bike out on the trail after it's makeover a few weeks ago.  I'm not sure why I chose the hottest day of the week (where temps are supposed to reach 97 degrees without the heat index...)  So I loaded it up on the car, drove to Salem Lake, and set out.  I got about a mile down the trail when I realized my brakes were not really working.  If I squeezed both, really really hard, I could slow to a slight blur.  But if I kept going, I realized I would likely run into a tree at 20 mph.  Which doesn't sound like fun.  So, I stopped to see if i could work any magic on the brakes.  When stopping, I realized something else.  I hadn't adjusted the tension on my new pedals and had to work very hard to get my feet unclipped before crashing into a bench, or the creek just past the bench. 

So, I tried to fix the brakes and couldn't.  It required tools I didn't have with me.  Well, I had no tools with me.  So, I turned around, rode the mile back to the partking lot, loaded back up, and came home.  Boo.  I suppose I'll just go to the gym later.  I went for a run yesterday afternoon and it was just too hot.  Today is hotter... no running for me. 

When I got home, I decided to whip up some lunch.  A hot summer day calls for something cold... with lemon.  Enter tortellini pasta salad with tomato, green pepper, carrots, lots of italian spices, olive oil, and lemon juice.  It was fabulous.  Now, I will take a nap.  Or steam clean the carpet.  Or drink coffee.  Probably, all of the above.

Have a splendid afternoon,


About Me

I am a Family Medicine intern at a community hospital in Indiana, navigating the new world of being a physician. I am privileged to work in a field I love, where every day is a new and unpredictable challenge.
I am not only a doctor, but also a cyclist, runner, DIYer in the making, lover of the outdoors, traveler, and human.
Human, MD is a glimpse into the world of a young doctor who is just trying to stay true to herself through the grueling whirlwind of residency.


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