Basically my body hates me right now. I made it go on a 46 km bike ride and my back, legs, and backside are reminding me that’s the longest ride I’ve ever made them go on to date. They’ll thank me later when we can do a metric century in one day and be ridiculously proud of ourselves. But until at least tomorrow afternoon various parts of my body will torture me. 

Yeah…

So, I’ll do a proper description of today’s return ride from Yonge and Eglinton to the Leslie Street Spit via the Don River Trail tomorrow. I took pictures of the scary awful bridges on the way there, and I’m going to keep my fingers crossed (and really, that’s the only part of my body not hurting) and hope the bunny photos (BUNNY!) are good ones.