After a few years with no “training” regime, no bicycle computers, and no mileage logs, it is time for a change. The pendulum swept from an obsessive, rigid fitness scheme to pedaling only when convenient. Now a balance involving some kind of reasonable goal is the objective.
There will be annual and monthly goals for “hours in the saddle”. I’m not concerned with miles or rate, but time. That is my chosen unit of measure for pleasure, physical health, and peace of mind.
I’m already behind on reaching my goal for January, and bitter (for Texas) cold is predicted in the next few days. Last night, as the sun set, I bundled up and rolled into the north breeze.
Cold, or dark, or wet. Let’s get on with it.