Today was a down day for us. Some bicycle tourists call it a zero day or zero mileage day.
The legs got a break from pedaling, the hams did not get pressed into the saddle, and my dogs weren’t barking — the feet were content to be in flip-flops all day long instead of shoes.
We did chores: light bike maintenance, laundry, knife sharpening, etc. Chores on the road are not nearly as tedious as they were in our old lives. House cleaning consists of picking up the tent and shaking it out. I have not cleaned a toilet, ironed a shirt, polished a shoe or mowed a lawn in five months — a clear benefit of being homeless and unwaged.
The rest of the day was spent reading, swimming in the river, eating and visiting with the other cyclists.
Now get back to your own life and go take out the trash.