The Bicycle Adventure is getting close. One week from today, I drive away from Denver with my dad and one other guy.
We're headed to Nashville, where we'll meet the twenty-something other people who we'll travel for a week on our bikes down the Natchez Trace Parkway.
I might even have the chance, if the weather holds, to get some miles in on my bike tomorrow and/or the next day. I've spent plenty of time on our stationary recumbent bike in the basement. But if the saddle on my bike is like a wooden kitchen chair, then the seat on the recumbent is like a couch that you sink deep in to with a good book. And the saddle on my bike is not nearly as plush as a wooden kitchen chair.
Many people, though, endure much worse than saddle sores ~ I'll be fine.