…. I realized I didn’t clarify in the previous post. I’d wondered how many drivers of those big four wheel things wandered down the wrong way… it was a full-grown (tho’ probably compact) car that was threaded through everybody else going the legal direction. (Drivers don’t lay on the horn for wrong-way cyclists… boy, wouild that be a cacophony.)
Yesterday I felt a little thigh burn starting out — so hey, that 27 minutes on the trainer actually did something! I was doing the “no, you said you’d get on, so get started” kind of workout that one does having been out of saddle for a while.