Well, for me, I think achievements are going to be measured by lessons learned, mostly the hard way. After three weeks with my Specialized Crossroads, I learned I hated it, and traded it in for a Trek FX 7.5, which a friend will buy as soon as my Gunnar Sport arrives. I've learned that the bike lane in my town suddenly disappears in the busiest section of town, leaving no safe place to be. I've learned to not breathe with my mouth open unless liking the feeling of a mass of gnats in the back of your throat. Today, I got out for about 10 miles and learned that I can go happily and easily at 18 mph, but as soon as the wind kicks in, that drops to about 10 mph and I'm back to breathing with my mouth open, hating feeling out of shape. This afternoon, I'm attending a flat tire clinic at a lbs to learn how to change a tire, trying to ward off learning that lesson that hard way. I've also learned that I love the freedom of just getting out on my bike and riding around. I'm going to start commuting two days a week, starting next week (8.5 miles each way), and am hoping to be in shape enough to really enjoy my new bike when it arrives in another month or so.