We went on our third ride this evening. Right at 5 miles. We'd have gone farther, but the trail was shut down for a 5k fun run thingy. We ended up improvising the latter half of the route, and had lots of little hills and stop lights/signs.

I put the 8-speed wheel on for her, giving her a lower gearing option. She tried different positioning and found a way to make her wrists not ache.

I'm just glad she wants to keep at it. Cycling is something I've always enjoyed doing when I did it, and missed doing when I didn't ride. It's easier for me to ride when she wants to ride, too. Tonight, for example, I really wanted to just veg on the couch watching CSI. But no, we had to go ride (we taped CSI). I don't mind riding. I'd rather ride than veg in front of the TV, but it was a tiring day at work. I do feel better though.