With 4 rides for a total of 91 miles over the last 4 days, I have reached 4,655 miles this season and moved 2021 into my all-time Top 10. It’s a small achievement, one that probably would have passed without any comment if it had happened during the second week of October. And it almost certainly would have, but my big crash put me out of action for nearly a month. Without the crash, today’s blog post might have been a celebration of another 5,000-mile season. But I’ll accept my consolation prize gratefully. In some ways, making 2021 a Top 10 season legitimizes my effort. I wasn’t just screwing around, even if I did get hurt and even if I didn’t do any racing. This wasn’t a lost year. It wasn’t a waste of time.
But it’s also true that the effort of the last 4 days was supported by good weather I had no right to expect. The cold, wet side of November—the normal side—is about to show itself. I have no more cycling goals within reach this year. It’s another 560 miles to break into the Top 5, and that’s just not going to happen.
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