Barking at shovels

Odometer Reset

It's beautiful out there. Not much sign of Nature waking up yet, but I could ride in shorts and a sweatshirt and be pretty damned comfortable doing it. This is my kind of weather.

I declare today the first day of a new biking year. I clocked up 1454 km since April 16 last year, and it is now time to reset the odometer.

1454 km. I'm pretty happy with that. At least, if you'd told me last year at this time I was going to manage that kind of distance on the year, I'm not sure I'd have believed you -- especially since about 300 km of that ended up being in January and February.

1454 km gets me almost to Chicago, heading west along I-90 (actually to South Bend, Indiana). Or from here to Montreal, back to here, and back to Montreal. Or almost to Charleston, South Carolina, which I've never actually been anywhere near in real life.

Hm. I meant to impress myself by working those out, but I'm not sure if I've done anything but make myself think -- damn, that's only a third of the way across the continent. I'm going to have to work harder this year.

For a change I tried to ride the mountain bike loop in the Middlesex Fells, which I never actually got around to doing last year. My new apartment is now closer to that than it is to the Minuteman, so I think I'll be doing more riding in there this year. It's cool to have a route with a bit more up and down to it than the Minuteman does -- it actually justifies having a mountain bike. I think I'm going to be going back pretty often.

I have no idea what route I actually rode today. The paths are less well signposted than I was prepared for, so I ended up riding kind of a random loop until I found myself back at the gate I'd come in. Next time, I'm bringing a map.

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