Well…just got back from my 8th day of 30 mile rides on the bike and I really can’t figure out why I’m doing it…you know I have the most well developed sense of guilt of anyone I know…guilt about what I eat, guilt about spending money, guilt about almost everything and it appears that my guilt has caused a paradigm shift in my thinking about riding the bike. It started out just doing one double just to see if I could do it and to see how much damage it would do…then, the second day, I felt okay and the weather was nice so I thought why not? Let’s do another one…and that led to day three, four, five, six seven and eight…the first 7 was to get to a goal but I met that yesterday…and today I went out early for the first time and froze my fingers and toes in the cold and brutal wind…so, I was going to skip this afternoon…after all, I had ridden a lot more than normal all week….but, I just couldn’t do it…no matter how inviting the couch was, or how fatigued my legs are, it now appears that one ride a day is no longer enough for my guilt and it is going to torture me by forcing 30 miles a day from now on…not sure I like that….