After an hour of perusing the limited section at the local BikeSmith's, Karen, the familiar rep who sold me my back light just weeks before, does a convincing enough demonstration on the features that I can't wait another week to purchase the strange looking contraption. As much as I'm excited to bike across the country while documenting sustainable ways, charging $200 on my card a week before Christmas feels briefly unsettling. Rather quickly, I get over my hesitation, and am surprised when Karen suggests she could drop it off for me at my place, as I expressed my inability to walk home with a 25lb bike trainer today....perfect, and this when I have to express "love this town" as there would be no way I'd get that type of service on-line. So I speedwalk the miles home, wait for Karen to hand deliver my recent needed splurge, and set up the glorious blue beauty. Unfortunately, in my excitement, I forgot that I actually needed to stop by the library to pick up my bike, as I had left it there days ago. hmmm, guess I'll have to wait till tomorrow to begin my training. Darn it.