A few things I learned today:

*When the olde *** neighborhood crippled dog starts chasing you and you're scared she's going to bite you, two things:
1. You're going too doggone slow. Literally.
2. No matter how osteoperotic the dog, don't put on the brakes. Putting on the brakes will land you in a Jeff Foxworthy/Darwin Award category that you don't want to be in no matter what.

*You can skip from doing five miles at a time to fifteen with no breaks if you have something to prove to your "I'm an awesome cyclist who hasn't ridden in over a decade" husband.

*I can go twenty total miles in a day after only riding for a week!!!!!!

*JayZ makes awesome riding music. Yes, ladies ARE pimps too, Jay. They certainly are.

*It's nice when your husband meets you in the driveway waving his jersey so that you can have a finish line parade, no matter how paltry your new rider status. Super sweet.

*Don't laugh at your husband when he doesn't see the mud while turning and eats the pavement. I know, I know. It's ALWAYS funny when someone bites it. Hell, America's Funniest Home Videos has had a 20 year run on that very premise (along with kids bonking daddy in the junk with a bat/golf club/baby bottle), but remember Karma. She has a long memory.