March Miles, Windy Roads, and Lessons from the Saddle
As March rolled in with its usual gusty attitude, I knew I was in for a challenge. Riding in West Texas this time of year isn’t for the faint of heart. The wind cuts like a blade, and some days it feels like the miles stretch twice as long. But ride I did — and here’s what the month looked like on two wheels:
📊 Total Mileage for March:
More than just numbers, this month taught me (again) that consistency matters more than perfect conditions. Not every ride was strong, and not every route was fast — but I showed up. And in this stage of life, that’s the win I value most.
🚴♂️ A Ride to Remember
One particularly stubborn day, I headed out on a 52-mile loop south of Lubbock. The wind was howling — head-on for the first 20 miles — and I nearly turned around more than once. But something clicked around mile 30. My breathing slowed. My cadence evened out. The wind was still there, but it no longer felt like a wall. It felt like a dance partner. That's the moment I remember — the kind that keeps me coming back to the saddle.
💠What I Learned This Month
Wind is the best coach when it comes to patience.
Fueling matters, especially on back-to-back days.
Recovery isn't optional after age 60 — it's essential.
Thanks for following along. Every mile reminds me that it’s not about being the fastest — it’s about being out there.