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Happy stuff below if you hate whining...
Before I retired a couple of years ago I bike-commuted daily, rode a tour or two
each summer, and rode centuries (and even doubles.) I racked up at least 6000
miles a year, often 7000 and once over 8000. Now, here I am at 70 and retired. I
was looking forward to more cycling.
I've moved from California to upstate NY where there's snow and cold. I don't
have my daily commute to pad my mileage. There's only so much garage that
Zwifting my brain can handle. Though I rode the Eire Canal, spent a week on tour
in Maine, Rode a tour of the Hudson Valley and managed to ride around all the
Finger Lakes, I only hit 3500 miles last year.
I can tell each year I'm a older and less strong. I'm slower (not that I was
ever fast) and it takes longer to recover from even a reasonable effort. It's
annoying that at last I have the time to ride, but not the physical ability to
do what I'd really like.
Perhaps I should be grateful I can ride at all, and realize I'm doing better
than folks who never get off the couch. But it's tough accepting that I will
never be in better shape than I am today; that time keeps marching on.
Here are my stats for the year.
OK, enough of this nonsense.
Happy stuff (though not cycling related)
I've been seeing a lot of live music since I moved here. It's really
rather amazing how much there is. Early on I decided I'd try to
photograph every show we saw and post in B&W on Instagram. I've use
my iPhone, my Panasonic micro 4/3 camera and my Nikon D7000.
Here's
the link
to the tag I'm using. Instagram will only show 30 of the more than 60
photos I shot if you view the link on the web. If you're on a phone
using their app you'll see them all.