Today was Sunday UN-ride. That\’s right, I skipped the ride today — although I didn\’t spend it idling in a rocking chair, either, and of course it isn\’t Christmas.

I wanted a few things from the drug store, and considered riding there so I\’d get in one mile, anyway. But I\’d heard heavy rain at about 5:20 am, and the drug store is in a strip mall located between two streets that flood quickly when it rains hard. So I walked over there. Sure enough, both of those streets were still lakes!

After I demolished the pint of ice cream I bought, I decided to get to work on a set of storage shelves I have in my back room. It took about three hours to finish what looked like a small job! I dread the day when I\’ll be moving out of here. I\’ll need at least a week just to sort through everything.

The shelves needed to be cleaned; I had to sort through more stuff than I\’d realized I had accumulated; I did some consolidating; and I moved the shelves to another spot in the room before I re-loaded them.

Along the way I noticed that I do not need to have done a 3-4 hour bicycle ride to have orthostatic hypotension kick in.

As all too often happens, the forecast turned out to be boy-who-cried-wolf. So it was Sunday UN-ride, but maybe I can ride tomorrow morning.