Safe and as sound as can be expected

Yes, I made it home safely - twice now, although my butt bones might tell a different story. The best reason to never quit bike riding is so you don't have to go through the process of toughening up the parts of you that meet up with the bike seat - ever again.

I have the techy seat and the chamois underwear but still I get bruises. And then there is no choice but to get right back on those bruises time after time until they go away. I'm not sure where they go but I wish they would leave already.

And no, it doesn't seem to matter how much padding you have on your.... um, personal seat.

It was SO good to get out and ride. It had been too long. I'm not much of a stationary biker. The problem with a bike that goes nowhere is that I can get off of it at any time. Usually a very short time. Because I get bored like that. And I'm undisciplined. With a real bike, not only does the scenery change but I have no choice but pedal myself a whole hour if I want to get home. Of course there IS a Great Harvest Bread store at about the halfway point. I just might have to stop for some carb loading one of these days.

I was pretty pleased with myself because my time was almost the same as when I stopped bicycle commuting last, hmmm, October? I'm going to keep better track of my miles and days this year. I think last year I was afraid I wouldn't last a week so I didn't want any kind of written record laying around as proof of my failure. Or I just didn't need any more paperwork in my life. Either excuse is believable.

I tell you, the sleeping is pretty wonderful after all that fresh air and exercise, too. And just so you all don't lose any sleep, I'll tell you that my ride is really not all that dangerous. I don't go anywhere near downtown and most of the streets I travel have wide bike lanes. The most dangerous threat is probably getting run over by one of those skinny-tired lycra guys who are headed UP the canyon faster than I could probably go DOWN the canyon. Well, I could get the shoes and the spankies and the racing bike and all that noise but think of how much less exercise I'd get. It has NOTHING to do with how cheap I am.

Well anyway, that's my story and I'm sticking to it.