Thought I'd try to adjust my seat and pump my tires up to road-strength (60# though the max is 80... I'm kind of a sissy that way...) to ride to work this evening. I started out 2 and a half hours early, just to 'make sure' because I'd never biked there before and I'd hate to be late. I'm 3ish miles down the street and the seat loosens up. The allen bolt holding it on has two settings, I've learned. "I'm-never-gonna-get-this-beast-off-again!!!" and "what, I'm supposed to be doing something?".
After nearly losing my anal virginity I get off and push the nose as far down as I possibly can and decide to just 'deal with it' because a) I don't want to be late, b) I don't want to schlep all the way back, because it's all unshaded country roads, and to get home, I've gotta go past a house where the dog is ALWAYS out and LOVES to chase me down the road. I berate myself for a good twenty minutes, remembering picking up my multi-tool, looking at it, and then deciding I didn't want to carry all that weight (this is before I throw the extra soda can into my hydrapak) .

I get there in about an hour 15 minutes, and I'm told that I can go home if I want, because the call queue is low. (Call center work, don't you love it?) but it's alright with me, because the temp went from 'comfortable' to 'now that you're in AC, you realize you have a huge, dark sweat stain going all the way down your back and start getting goosebumps' so I turn around... and go home. Loose seats, FTW. I was really proud of myself, though, handling the streets the way I did. I always drive that route, and whenever I see a cyclist on the road (no bike lanes for at least half of it, and busy two lane traffic) I always find myself rooting for them hard-core... today I realized it wasn't so bad, and I'll schlep it next Wednesday, too.

The way home was somehow twice as hot as the way there (facing the sun, nasty headwind) and the seat decided to point so far 'forward' and 'down' that my legs were practically holding me up.

It was a nasty, hot, icky 17 miles.

p.s. I got the seat fixed AS SOON AS I GOT HOME.