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...
