The bicycle saddle, that is!
I rode my bike over a mile today. That’s not much by my old standards, but seeing as how I’ve only actually been on my bike once in two years, and seeing as how that one ride was a distance of about 3 feet, and seeing as how I used to ride 7 miles a day, and seeing as how I used to ride every single day, no exceptions, a one mile ride is very, very significant!
Bike riding was an important part of my past life. My bike, an Electra Twiggy—Levi blue in color, was an important part of my past life. One of my classes gave her to me for Christmas in 2004. I rode her several thousand miles before moving east.
Last week, my sister and I loaded her up in the car, tied down the trunk lid, and drove her to the bike shop for a tune-up. Today, I walked to the shop, and rode the Twigster home…mostly uphill. Though I’ll pay with sore muscles tomorrow, it feels good.
Tick that one off. Next, I may tackle the sewing gremlin by breaking out my sewing machine. I am facing one demon at a time…check, check, and double check…no rush. It’ll happen.