I just got to work, after a 7.6 mile ride on the unicycle. It was a great ride, though toward the end, I felt sort of like there was a fire burning in my loins.
My friend, the one who taught me to unicycle, has done multiple 50-mile rides, and is currently considering a ride to the ocean from Asheville.
It's probably a good thing that my wife is already pregnant. This just can't be good for those little tadpole fellers.