So yesterday morning while I was riding I got hit by a car and it sent me flying gracefully through the air and made my ass kiss the pavement.
In the afternoon, the best thing I could think of doing was to spend the rest of the day weight-lifting because I needed to feed my badassitude after the morning embarassment.
So today my butt hurt because it's bruised and my whole upper body wants to die because I exercised so much that I got rabid DOMS (Delayed onset muscle soreness).
Oh well. Badassitude isn't free. It always came at a cost.