From a former, temporary Clyde. At the end of April I got on the scale. Hadn't done more than look at it for 3 years. I was taken aback. I'm only 5'7, so weighing 205 was a shock. Right then I decided to do something out it.
I got out on my bike, which had been gathering dust for nearly 9 years. I also cut back on portions. That's it. Today, I'm at 175. That's 30 pounds gone! I'd love to drop another 20, but don't know if I will or not.
Anyway, that's not the motivation. This is.
Today, my 6 year old son (well, he'll be 7 in a month) and I are going for a ride. We're going to ride 19 flat miles into Old Sacramento, have lunch, and then ride home. I don't expect he'll have much trouble as we're going to pace slow (9 or 10 mph) and break when he wants to. He's got a computer on his bike to help with the pacing. He's ridden 28 slightly hilly miles, and he's done some good climbs. So I think he'll be ok.
I'll report back this afternoon on the results of the enterprise.