At the beginning of 2020 (back when we were so naive and hopeful) I set an ambitious goal for myself: 2,020 miles in 2020. This may seem small to some of you, but I live out in suburbia, surrounded by punishing hills/mountains, and there are few places to go out here. Most trips require a car. The one bike commute that gave me 4 miles/day was to the boys’ school, but by March, that was gone - replaced by virtual school.
Having everyone at home all the time was a blessing and a challenge. I started going out in the evenings, looking for places to go by bike to clear my mind and wear out my body. I rode down the mountain and began exploring the development there. They had thoughtfully put in bike lanes and a blacktop bike path, and I discovered that I could make a 10.1 mile loop, start to finish. The thing was, I only had my stock Clementine - the 2019, super-long model, set up to be a school commuter. Beautiful and capable, but heavy. I ordered a new wheelset and dyno lighting from Analog, and that really changed the game for me. Lightened up (in weight and lumens!), I could venture further from home, regardless of elevation or sunlight. I began to rack up miles.
I pedaled through a global pandemic. I pedaled through triple digit heat. I pedaled through the entire Hamilton soundtrack, memorizing it. I pedaled through wildfire smoke and record-breaking temps. I pedaled through rain. And wind. When a pulmonary embolism robbed me of my young, handsome, healthy dad in July, I pedaled (sometimes sobbing) through that, too. I pedaled in Minnesota humidity with my basket full of stuffed animals, my tiny niece shadowing me on her little bike. I pedaled through springtime, when entire trees exploded in blooms, and I will pedal through fall when the leaves are a riot of color. On October 9th, I hit my mileage goal.
2,020 miles in 2020.
I’m going to keep pedaling, but I may finish out the year on a raspberry Platypus, depending on when the wheelset gets here. Until then, I’ll keep using this Clem, stout and dressed as a commuter, as an exercise bike. Don’t let anyone tell you you can’t - you can, and you’ll have muscles, to boot.
Leah