I’m still streaking. I’m closing in on 500 consecutive days of cycling, and lately the obstacles and challenges have been… interesting. I thought I’d check in today—Day 495—because this has been one of the most unusual things I’ve ever done on a bike. This feels like a real tortoise moment, and I kind of live by that story.

Here are some photos of the last few weeks and rides. Details to come and more about the complexity of a streak few understand.

Recap. August 8th was a year. 365 days in a row or cycling. I just kept going. I mean why stop? Why not keep the momentum and see if I can get to 400 and then 450 and now I can see 500.

I haven’t written much about it since my last post. Is that because I don’t want to jinx it? Maybe. Now it’s time to spill. Now, it’s time to say unequivocally that I’m a cyclist. Own it! Of course, I know that, but admittedly, I have stuggled with others knowing it and respecting it.

There’s some unpacking of the proverbial pannier that needs to happen. Why did I do this? Why bother continuing? Is there some deeper issue to uncover? Maybe. But maybe I just love to ride!

Until 500, I’ll keep on pedaling and I hope you follow along.

Get out there and ride!
Bike Goddess