I am Pan the Man.
Today, I dug my bike out of the dirt, replaced the breaks (Which hadn't been replaced since I was sixteen, and were worn halfway down), tuned up the gears, and aired up the tires.
And then I rode down to the Safeway, which is probably about half a mile away. This is the first time I've ridden this year, and it wore me to shreds. As it turns out, there's a very, very slight hill for half the way home. In other words: A cyclist's worst nightmare. The slighter the hill, the more you have to work to get up it. I, personally, would take a short, steep hill over a long, slow one any day. But that might just be me.
In any case, I've gotten back on my bike. Here's hoping I can keep it up.