over 5,000
over the weekend, i topped out over 5,000 miles on my waterford. i’ve had that bike for just under three years now, i believe, and really 5,000 miles during that time frame isn’t that many miles for someone who commutes every day. (i know i recently lamented the not-so-long-ago 4,000 mark, so feel free to read more there.)
having since moved to san francisco, my commutes have ranged from a mere 3–5 miles RT daily (except on workout days, where i can add another 14 miles to that number). and sure, the summer saw a handful of longer rides into sausalito and fairfax, but the mileage just isn’t there. not in a city of only 7×7.
what’s more, though, is i simply don’t care. for someone fascinated with numbers in other aspects of life (how many calories did i burn on the stairmaster-thingy? how many years do i have to work before i can retire? how much money would we need to save to possibly afford to buy in this city?), the number equated with mileage on my bike doesn’t rank on my list of top interests. in fact, i’m thinking it’s time i remove the odometer from my bike and be free completely.
because if something stops to matter, why continue to pursue it? there are plenty more things out there demanding my attention and counting miles simply isn’t one of them.