After a two month hiatus, I'm back on the road with my bicycle. This time I'm using a hornless seat which is basically two pads spaced to contact my sits bones. The jewels and perineal tissue hang free^H^H^H^H are not compressed.
Other than going through that out of shape period where I feel like I'm going to expire in the middle of the bike trail, I'm doing OK.
This was a particularly clear day. I could see Mt. Rainier to the south in her unveiled glory, the Cascades rising in the east and the Olympics to the west.
Training up for the STP. Maybe I'll get to see Jez if she cn make it up to Portland...