Today's ride of 35.1 miles gives me 6,288.0 miles for the year, which breaks my all-time record of 6,205.9 miles, set in 1990. I rode 182 times in 366 days this year, which is roughly every other day. (Had I known I was so close to 183, I'd have ridden an extra day.) I averaged 17.18 miles per day, which makes my average week 120.2 miles. I'm pretty sure I rode more miles this year than I drove my car. I rode on a day when the official high temperature was 38º Fahrenheit and on a day when the official high temperature was 107º Fahrenheit, and everything in between. I rode in gale-force wind and in calm conditions. I rode many times in the rain and occasionally when I was sick with sinusitis or bronchitis. I've been a veritable riding machine for the past four years. From 2013 to 2016, inclusive, I pedaled 19,314.7 miles. Since taking up cycling in August 1981, as a 24-year-old, I've pedaled 90,749.1 miles. Is it possible both to love something and to be addicted to it? It must be, because I still love cycling after more than 35 years and can't imagine living without it. (Click the image to enlarge it.)
Addendum: Here is my blog post of a year ago today, in which I set forth my goals for 2016. I'll set forth my goals for 2017 in a day or so. My next ride is Tuesday.
