One more day on May.
Could not be more antithetical to 2016 if I tried. The year iirc that I kicked off the biggest mileage month ever. Started with a Hundo, ended with a Boston Hundo and smackdown.
I have ridden one time that was not a commute.
Once.
And that one time kicked off some stuff.
One time pedaling a bike somewhere other than work. One time in the woods. Period. Once.
I scrolled back until the next ride on Strava that wasn't a commute... April 24th.
And then scrolled back some more and I was in March.
I know it's been for reasons.
But seriously this shit is not sitting well with me right now. It isn't because I'm not wanting to ride. Quite the opposite.
Yet here I am, riding less and less.
And it is a fucking perfect morning for a ride.
It will pass I suppose. But I'll have basically gone from riding in the winter too full leaf coverage. No chance to adjust to the changing light. Missing the best part of the year in the woods, spring.
It's summer now. Everything is in full spread photosynthesis mode now. At least as I'm watching from the car or the bike path.
So much going on, so much set in place that is just there, rescheduling, whatnot, heck haven't been to the shop enough either. Kind of so run down that I can't really ride before and still be functional, can't ride after because I have to get places.
And those are just the challenges I can talk about.
It's been a week, the unwritten unsent draft is probably best deleted now.
Time to pack up and head out to do what needs to be done.
Still haven't solved the crank issue, can't believe it fell off over a month ago and I haven't ridden it since.
Feels weird writing a web log post from my phone.
Feels weird not riding. Not sure what to do about it.
Oh amor fati motherfuckers
Heddwch
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