Worked

Remember how I was all like "haha I crashed!" eff that.  I hurt.
I woke up today feeling like a 200 year old.  The kind of neck kink that will get you in trouble.  The kind that only lets you nod "yes", no shaking "no." A hip that hurts to touch and bend, a sore ribcage, and some really sticky wounds.  I'm confident I'm not broken, but I am busted and was in a real foul mood about it. I love that spleens are on the left. 
 I headed down to Hood River to get a new bike tire because my trainer ate mine, had a heckuva time getting the tire on with cold hands, busted 2 knuckles and hit the road for a 4.5 hour ride.  It was super sunny this morning and I have no idea how to dress for a bike ride that is half hot climbs half shady flying down hills.  I wore shorts, a jersey, a wool shirt, and little fingerless bike gloves.
 I battled my sore body and sled crashed mood with lots of Guns n Roses, which seemed to help.
2 hours into the ride I noticed I was frozen.  I pedaled harder hoping to warm up.  I couldnt feel my feet, and later my hands and I started making this weird low humming pain noise.
 I would choose most pains over cold any day I've decided.
Being cold hurts, I forgot this until I walked into a pond during the Fossil course last month pretending to be a diabetic gone wild.  It hurt! And today I was reminded again.
 Anyhoo, the ride was hard and very painfully cold.  I got to my car and flung my numb hands at the doors until they opened.  Turned on the heat, thawed slightly.  Ate a huge burrito, drove home, stood in the shower until I could feel 8/10 of my toes,  the next thing I know I woke up at 6:30pm, I am warm and sore and better now.
 I have a lot to learn about bicycle apparel.