Well, I haven't made it home yet! Apparently I was more tired than I thought - woke up this morning feeling not-so-great (not-so-terrible, either), and had some doubts as to whether I could safely make an 11 hour drive. Well... I got as far as Des Moines (and even that took over 5 hours because I kept stopping), then realized that suddenly I was on I-35 somewhere in the southern Iowa countryside! I'm not sure where those 20 miles went, but it wasn't a good sign! Another 50 miles, and I was weaving kind of like I was in the last third of the bike ride, so I decided to just stop and get a hotel, do some work from here, then finish driving tomorrow.

Saddle sores... not bad! I was sure I'd rubbed myself raw, from what it felt like during the ride, but it was actually just minor chafing that's already mostly healed. Muscles... still sore, but it's a good sore.

And you, solveg? Back home in the city and everything squared away?