I had to go overnight to a location about 3 hours riding away, with no easy way to avoid most of it on the Interstate (the alternative would have been riding through city streets, including some pretty bad areas). By the time I got home I realized that I was more tired than a 3 hour ride would have been in the past, and in honesty, didn't much enjoy the ride either. I guess it means I am getting old when the chance to take a 3 hour ride is more a chore than fun. Most of the rides I take are about 1 to 2 hours tops, on some nice country roads in this area, and these rides are what keep me in motorcycling. But the old days of putting in a full day on the slab and covering hundreds of miles, and loving every minute of it, seem to be gone.