Well, I am soaked. Or rather, I would be, if I had not stripped down to my underwear the moment I entered my front door.
I'm trying to figure out who I can blame - and where it all started... It might be my brother, who loves to ride bikes. It might be the citizen committee I staff, dedicated to non-motorized transportation. It might be that I need to lose a few pounds.
Whatever it is, I am training for the Seattle to Portland. I am freaked out, because apparently that's a REALLY long way.
And, I spent my ride home from work today blinking the rain out of my eyes and hoping that I'm not the body type that bulks up from exercise. I really don't want to end up looking like this: