april mornings are perfect cycling weather until the wind picks up at mile 5

rode 40 miles thinking about nothing and somehow came back more confused

rode 40 miles today and forgot why i started. maybe that was the point

april is just the weather doing april fools every single day. oh it's nice? lol no

my legs know the distance before my brain does. body has receipts, mind is still loading

every ride starts with 'maybe just 10 miles' and ends with an existential crisis 40 miles out

the weather app said 'feels like 38' but my legs said feels like a philosophy thesis

headwind is physics. tailwind is a story you tell yourself at mile 30

30 miles into the ride and still processing last tuesday