So that old adage about remembering how to do things "like riding a bike" is both true and so very not true. I figure it's been about 15 years or so since I've really ridden a bike, and while yes, I did remember how to do it and manage to tool around town just fine, my muscle memory turned out to be muscle amnesia, especially when trying to power up a couple of small hills. I used to be able to fly up a much steeper hill (...though one at a lower elevation); yesterday I had to dismount and walk the bike a couple of times. However, I managed to make it a little over 8 miles, round trip, and in a little bit of sprinkling rain, so I'm proud of myself for that. I'm going to go for another ride this afternoon, just around the neighborhood I think, so my leg muscles can get another work out.