I'm usually pretty obsessive about approaching milestones, particularly those associated with my cycling goals. I know you find it amazing that I could possibly be obsessive about anything. I've had a couple of them slip up on me lately, though.
I first missed my blogoversary on July 28. Three years I've been writing this thing, and I haven't run out of material yet. You are welcome to disagree with me, but be gentle.
Today I passed a cycling goal that was at first just a number, and then I realized it was more than that. I knew that the next time I rode more than 7 miles on my bike, I would pass 2000 miles for this year. I had Hubby take me and my bike to school this morning, not exactly sure what route I would take home from my new school. I knew in the back of my mind that it would be more than 7 miles, but I didn't PLAN it that way.
When I got home and uploaded my ride from the GPS into my computer (because I always do that immediately after a ride - obsessively), I realized that's farther than I have EVER ridden in a single year.
I only have data back to 2006, when my goal for the year was 2000 miles and I reached 1997.7 miles. Really.
I'm certain, however, that prior to that year, I never rode that many miles in a year. And I have surpassed 2000 miles this year. In August.
You may wonder (or you may be yawning) why this wasn't one of my 50 Things to Do this year. I wanted to set a "stretch" goal, so I set my 2011 goal at 2500 miles. And I have almost 5 months left in which to ride the final 500 miles. I can do that with my eyes closed. Katydid prefers that I not do it with my eyes closed on the tandem, however.
Now you'll have to excuse me while I go put some ointment on my aching muscles. My ARM muscles. I think I strained something patting myself on the back.