After riding about my neighborhood for the last couple of weeks...a couple miles here, a couple miles there, getting my butt used to a bike saddle again, I took off this morning to just ride. Hilly, of course, I'm in Seattle, but I just plugged away, slow as molasses with a big, stupid grin on my face. Got down to the waterfront. It was really quite lovely (and mercifully flat). Rode back uphill. My legs started complaining, so I stopped & had a light lunch while people watching. Then home. 9 miles round trip. I'm sure I'll be a little sore tomorrow, but I'll go for a short, really spinny ride to work out the kinks. Happy.