Leaving the house today, I felt like a kid who's just gotten the training wheels off: wobbly, uncertain, excited, off on my big adventure! It took me a few minutes to adjust to the fact that I now had to a) look where I was going, b) steer, and c) hold the bike upright on my own.
(Then I wondered why it seemed so eerily silent. Oh, yeah, no Englishman reading "Watership Down" in my ears.)
I had to rearrange my schedule to adjust for my bike being in the shop for three days. I hope this ride wasn't too long to do the day before the Saturday Epic Iron Triple Workout of Doom.