As the Fonz would say …

Just sit on it!

Come on, you all remember Happy Days, surely you do.  I’m not the only one of *that* age that recalls the programme.

This time I’m talking about my saddle.  Or more my butt and it’s on-again, off-again relationship with my saddle.

Right now, this past week or so, when I get on my saddle my left cheek (yes, I need to share these details) bone just feels like there’s no padding at all.

I swear the sit bone is coming through the skin because there’s no sense whatsoever that there’s any padding between it and my saddle.

Often I forget to wear chamois cream.  And if you’re following Facebook you’ll perhaps have seen my request for information about when you’d wear chamois cream.

I tend only to remember for cycling events.  And past events have been 100k plus.

However, I did remember this past Saturday.  But for all that, my sit bone was still grumbling right from the word go.

As I say, it’s a love/hate relationship with my saddle.  Some times it’s just fine, and other times it’s a right royal pain in the butt!

I wish I could grumble that it was a loss of bootiliciousness (I would never give J-lo or Beyonce a run for their money) but I have no scientific evidence that it’s the cause