I gotta tell ya, the first 3 days are tough, then the first 3 weeks, then the first 3 months, but after that, your mind doesn't really remember what it's missing. (Well, every once in a while. That monkey will always be there, ready to hop back on your back.)
Now I gotta diet. God I'm FAT!!! Almost 190 now. I don't want to rework my suspension and my chest protector looks like it's a kids on me.
My man breasts hurt when I ride agressively, my wife beats me on my back and says she can't breath, when I sit down I can't tell if my belt buckle is there any more, It's harder to wipe my bum, I sweat more, the dog doesn't recognize me, the kids won't let me be "skins" when shooting hoops, they even asked me when I was due!!
oh the horror......the horror.....
