My butt hurts big time.

Okay, campers: I'm back from non-biking holiday, following my usual post-holiday program of alcohol rehab and weight loss, and finally eager to get my lazy butt back in the saddle and get something done.

It isn't much compared to what I'm capable of doing, but I made it onto the street the past three days, roughly 15 km each day. You gotta start somewhere, and I've fallen fairly far, so the plan is to use the first part of June to work back into some semblance of shape before clipping off too much.

Translation: Kindergarten saddle time, then upwards.

Finally No Rain To Get In the Way

Did 15 miles today. Nice to be out in the sun rolling on two wheels. One car honked at us today but they did it as they were making a right turn on another road so we couldn't see the license plate.

Why would they give an irritated honk when we weren't even in their way at that point at all? Strange.