Speaking of underwear...

I put mine on backwards this morning.
And didn't notice until a minute ago when I went to take a leak.

Once again I woke up at the ass-crack of dawn and mounted Rita for some early morning trail time. At some point during the night it must have rained a little bit because the roads and ground were wet.

I think the trails would have been fine, but I decided to stay off of them thinking they could use some alone time and a bit of sunlight before being disturbed by bike tires.

Instead, I did short intervals around my neighborhood.

Boring.

But still better than punishing my ass
On the trainer
In the basement.

I will wear my undies backwards for the balance of the day as a testament to the fact that I am not normal. Nor do I aspire to be normal. I'm left-handed. Ha!