I started this year certain I couldn’t possibly pass my 2015 total mileage.  I have two kids, my business… ’15 surely had to be a fluke at 7,600 miles.  

Cycling on a daily basis is an exercise in learning to fit my ride in.  The summertime is easy because we put the kids’ extracurricular activities on hold, but come September we really have to juggle things around to make them work.  I take the kids and my bike to swim practice on Monday.  My wife takes them Tuesday.  I’m back with my bike on Wednesday and my wife takes Thursday.  Friday, I ride with my wife and the weekends are always long mileage affairs.

One thing is for certain; I manage to fit it in.  No matter what.

This morning we’ve got a 45 mile ride planned and God willing, I’ll surpass my total from 2015…  In October. 

Not that seven or eight thousand miles are a big deal, I know plenty of guys who regularly clock ten thousand or more.  What I like about being able to fit in around 8,000, I mean beyond being fantastically fit, trim and healthy, is that I’ve done it with a fair bit of balance, and without getting too nutty.

Though I haven’t figured out the important word in that last sentence, too or nutty.

Coming up on the close of my sixth year on two wheels, I’m well into my second trip around the planet, at better than 34,000 miles.  It’s amazing how they pile up.  

Done!  7,622 Miles.