The weather was supposed to be horrible this weekend, at least in terms of riding. Actually, the percentage of rain was more like 5 instead of 50. Despite that, there were clouds overhead nearly the whole weekend. I hopped in the bicycle trainer for hours and had a different experience than the past weekends. After hour three, the trainer is incredibly boring. If I had a partner in a trainer next to me to jam with or talk to, that would pass the time a lot faster.

I managed to put in approximately 100 miles this weekend over two days. Now, that is not a lot, but it is still time in the saddle. At this point, I cannot miss back-to-back riding on the weekends because to do so will mean an impossibly sore ass in June. Day three will likely be a rough one in the bum region and I am told that after that, it sorta gets numb so you stop thinking about it.