Bike riding, I thought.

Here it goes I am going to tell on myself. Today Angela came home from work early, I was so happy to see her. She comes in the bedroom and asks what are you doing still in bed on such a pretty day? I look at her and I said sleeping. Like she did not know that, I think it was more of a rhetorical question.So I say come here please, and she walks over to me and I grab her and hug her for probably 2 minuets.
Okay, so I get out of bed and I say to Ang, hey, you want to go bike riding? Sure, little did I know we signed up for a death wish. I am not joking when I say it took me longer to get ready for the bike ride than the ride was. I have been feeling a little under the weather this week, and I guess that does not go well with being out of shape. We are out maybe 5 minutes and I am ready to come back in. I look at Ang and I say are you ready to turn around and go back home?
We get back home and I am going to try to recuperate. It was not this complicated when I was younger.