Ah, to be jobless and young and the days were filled with wanderbouts.
Right, but this weekend is the Malibu Tag-team-triathlon. J-Lo is running. I hear it might be hilly. Drats, since my training has been lax. Well, it's only 26 miles: I can do it in my sleep. I've done it by accident! I did 80 miles days all last summer. I did a century by myself! I've ridden a bike for 5 hours without unclipping! Incidentally, that probably isn't the healthiest way to ride a bike.
I was thinking, on a ride yesterday, why they call it the seat a saddle. It's the only saddle of any type I've ever seen that wedges itself into your butt-crack. If anything, it's more like a perch.
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Seats vs. saddles: that's an excellent observation and although it probably comes from something you straddle for riding, it's certainly become something of a wedge...
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