The Old Guy Bicycle Blog

Let’s get one thing straight: I’ve been riding since I was a teenager. Decades later, I’m still at it — not because I’m trying to break records or prove anything — but simply because I like it. I go cycling because I like it — not because I’m good at it. I’ve never needed a finish line to chase or a podium to feel satisfied. Two wheels, a road ahead, and a bit of time to myself? That’s always been enough. I Ride Because It Grounds Me One of my most meaningful rides wasn’t even that long. It was a cool spring morning here in Texas. I’d been under a lot of pressure — emotionally, physically, and mentally. My thoughts were heavy, and I needed to shake them loose. So I got on the bike. No destination. No heart rate monitor. Just movement. Somewhere between mile 8 and mile 12, the fog started to lift. The world seemed quieter. The road rolled on, and I followed it. By the time I got back, I was a different man — lighter in spirit, steadier in stride. That’s why I ride. It centers...