Who knew bike seats were so suggestive?

My bike had a blow out.  Not the usual kind.  No.  This time it was the seat.  I'd like to think it had nothing to do with it having suffered undue pressure, and instead had everything to do with the abuse of leaving it locked up outside in the elements...all...the...time.

It was a lovely seat.  And I'm going to process the loss right here, right now.

My seat and I had traveled many, many miles together over the past few years.  She was always kind to me.  Filled with some sort of combination of foam and gel.  I will miss her terribly.

OK, so now that that's done, and since she's dead and clearly not listening, I can go ahead and say that I've already replaced her.  My new seat is a sleek, younger model.  And, quite frankly, I got a little embarrassed when I read its packaging.

"Love channel...to relieve pressure on sensitive tissues."

"Comfort zone...reduces pressure in key areas."

"elegant curves"

"easy to maneuver"

Feeling relieved that I asked a lady sales person to help me.  I mean...awkward, right?

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