Hooray A Bike!

I just bought a bike for my touring around the 'cuse (yes, people actually call it that. Actually, they put it on t-shirts).

..so it turns out that instead of muscles, I have a conglomeration of wet spaghetti and putty in my legs. Who knew? My, god, bicycling is difficult. I get out of breath before I even climb on the thing. Suddenly, I'm thirty.