When I was running, I learned that not every run is a good one. Well, not every bike ride is a good one either. Normally I try to ride at least 10 miles a day, but today my body just wasn't having it. It's shark week and I am absolutely miserable--cramps, fatigue, and achey muscles make exercise a struggle. I made it 6.39 miles on one of the easiest routes I could think of and even that short ride left me absolutely exhausted. I thought about forcing myself to keep going, but ultimately chose to listen to my body. My body told me to go home and find a hot water bottle. That's exactly what I did.