July 8, 2005
Over the long weekend I managed to get out on the bike trail twice, Saturday and Monday. Saturday was good for seven miles in both directions, meaning I turned around somewhere east of Vienna at Cedar Lane. Another mile and a quarter or so and I would have been at the Beltway. Made it out in one go, but I had to stop a few times on the way back. Not because I was particularly tired or thirsty, but because that bicycle seat was making my butt hurt.
Monday I rode again, but headed west this time. In theory I should have made it to mile marker 24 (that would be seven miles from where I start at marker 17). I didn't quite get to the marker; I turned around at Route 28, somewhere between 23.5 and 24. The ride westward isn't as interesting as the one going east, so I think I'll just keep heading toward Arlington instead of heading out to Leesburg.
Ya know, between the chiropractor and the trail, I ought to just give up and move to Reston...
Aside from the exercise thing (just how useful is it to go biking once a week, anyway?) I also managed to get the front license plate mounted on my car. A scant three months after moving here, my car is now legally marked.