No, this is not another weight loss tale What happened is this: my first "real" bike (real as opposite to a BSO), Boris is his name, came equipped with the most enormous gel saddle. I've been riding Boris happily for almost a year. In the mean time I got myself Gonzales, who came equipped with a thin racing saddle. That saddle was a bit too hard for me, so I changed it for another, still thin racing style, because it was cheap in Aldi's Because I'm lazy in changing gears, I tend to use Gonzales more for the commute, as I can handle the small hills with him by just flicking the gear lever twice on the whole journey. Recently I noticed that Boris's big gel saddle was suddenly not agreeing with the same bum it ferried about for so long: they were positively having a clash of personalities! Hey, presto, another narrow saddle for Boris, he's again a pleasure to ride. I put all this down to me slowly slowly metamorphosing into a "serious cyclist". Whatever next? Will it be the Lycra?