1000 miles and counting
I've wanted to post here several times but the posts just didn't seem right enough until now! Well or rather last Wed when the site was down! I started riding right after Labor Day as a commuter biker and last Wed night my cyclometer rolled over 1000 miles. I was about a mile from home and saw that I only had 3 miles to go to roll over so even with rain and 8 mph head winds - I tooled around the neighbourhood until that sweet little number rolled over on my screen! I wanted to do the TdF double arm pump, I wanted to scream, I wanted to just keep right on riding rain, wind, no food so what! But instead I came home and very proudly recorded my miles in my journal! It was Such a day!
Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, champagne in one hand, strawberries in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming: "Yeah Baby! What a Ride!"