6 Years of Consecutive Daily Bicycling and a 60-Mile Ride

Zig Ziglar, the motivational speaker popular in the US in the 1970’s until the 1990’s, used to give out these circular business card thingies that had the letters TUIT on it. I must have gone to a speech because I had one for a while. It was to remind people that goals should not be for some day in the future, you should seize the day. It was my intent to write this post a week and a half ago, but I’m just now getting a round to it. Get it? In other words, after my long ride of 60 miles, I was so tired… (How tired are you?) I was so tired it has taken me a couple of weeks to write about it. So, here at long last is my report off my big annual ride and another year of consecutive daily bicycling.

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9/9/2025:  33 Days to 2 Big Goals… If I’m Lucky

What goals might you ask? Well, one takes us back to the Before Times of October 2019. When the world was, while not pristine, it was still pre-pandemic. Fear and loathing were not yet endemic. And we had the same leader who is seemingly now more schizophrenic. This here dude from Texas would ride his bike often, and gaily. Until one day he decided to do it daily. To make that  six years is one goal I seek, and that is about which this blog does speak. (Or it will when I return to it to tweak.)

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50,000 Miles Bicycled! A Dude Abikes Did It!

I begin this blog like I did my journey on December 19, 2015: One step / pedal / word at a time. It took nine years, six months, and eight days, but I did it! I rode bicycles for 50,000 miles. That means I have now traveled the distance of the equator TWICE. (You may recall my October 23, 2020 blog, AROUND THE WORLD IN 1,770 DAYS (24,901 MILES): 5-YEAR GOAL ACCOMPLISHED !!!) When I reached that goal, I titled my Strava ride “Planet Earth: Lap 2, Day 1?” Similarly, I titled my first ride after the goal, “The Start of Another 50,000 Miles? Just Be Here Now, A Dude. One Pedal Crank at a Time.” That’s all to say that there’s a lot to say about this. I’ll try to be brief.

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5/5/2025:  Is Bike Month Useful? Or Just Performative Bragging?

It’s bike month–again. Oh joy. The usual brouhaha is made over how wonderful bicycles are. How kids should bike to school and workers should bike to work. Everyone should ditch the car and bike to the grocery store, etc. Bike bike bike. There are group rides and media and sponsors and beer and fun and so on ad nauseam. And that’s all well and good. More butts on bikes means less pollution, less traffic, and less overfat people such as this dude. There’s nothing really wrong with having a month dedicated to bikes. I could have used the encouragement to do it years ago myself. I guess it just all feels a little fake. So  this blog is gonna be a bit of a rant. Again. Nothing too crazy. I promise you’ll be alright.

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10 Years Ago Today, I Bicycled 50 Miles in My First Charity Ride

Way back in the autumn of 2014, two things that happened that led to me signing up for my first torture I mean fun fest also known as a charity bike ride. First, I was gifted a bike which would come to be known as Sonnie, my 25-pound steel triple triangle GT Arette. Second, I was working for a beneficiary agency of the event when and somebody said, “Hey dude, you ride your bike everywhere, why don’t you do this charity ride?” They tempted me with a shorter distance than when I was riding on the day we spoke. In previous years I had always said “The first word is hill, so no thank you.”  As a fat yet somewhat fit middle-aged dude, I didn’t think I would survive the distance or elevation. I figured I could just back out, but for some reason, this year I didn’t. So, after struggling and suffering on numerous training rides, on April 28, 2015, I joined hundreds of other riders out in the beautiful and terrible Hill Country west of Austin, Texas, and rode my bike half a hundred miles. Which ain’t nuthin’. And as they say, the rest is history. Here’s how it went down.

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4/4/2025: Bike Story Night in Austin, Texas

As a dude who’s been telling bits of his bike story here for going on a decade, I was curious to check it out an event called Bike Story Night. The stars aligned, meaning I heard about it in time and wasn’t busy. So, last Saturday I pedaled Soqi the Cannondale over to the University of Texas at Austin, commonly known as UT (you tee). (Check out my post about UT: The University of Texas and Me:  A Short Autobiography.) There I saw a few familiar faces and a few dozen new ones. The premise  is fairly straightforward:  people come together to tell and hear stories about bikes. Here’s a short report.

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Dude, Come to the Dark Side of E-Bikes

After years of pedaling a person-powered bicycle, and complaining all that time about the physical difficulties of the same, I have relented. I got an electric bike. It’s April in Austin, and the weather is by turns, rainy, cool, hot, humid, or windy. But overall, it’s nice, and spring is in the air, perfect for hopping on a pedal-assisted machine and ambling about town on errands or just for a recreational ride. So has A Dude really gone to the dark side?

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11/11/2024: A Month After My 59-Mile Ride and 5-Year Daily Bicycling Streak, I’m Still At It

If you missed the belated edits to my last post, 10/10/2024:  What a Long, Strange Trip It’s Been:  5 Years of Consecutive Daily Cycling Tomorrow, please go check it out first. I’ll wait. (Cue the Jeopardy theme music.) It was written the day before my big annual ride. The spoiler version is that I managed my 59.59-mile bike ride, and I’m still doing the deed daily. Although I’m biking slower for various reasons. Extra weight from high stress and low sleep and also after stopping a gig where I walked five to seven miles a day. Biking 100+ miles a week might have something to do with being tired. Whatever, each mile counts. And the only race I’m in is against myself. Or maybe Death. And we all lose that one, eventually. But not today, Death. Not today.

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9/9/2024: Austin Bicycling Ain’t So Bad Compared to the Suburbs

After almost three weeks staying next door from my long-time base of Travis County, I’ve concluded that deespite it’s many faults, Austin, Texas isn’t as bad as it is out here in the suburbs. Maybe the grass is always greener on the other side, but sometimes, the green, green grass of home ain’t all bad, either. Familiarity breeds contempt, but with no protected bike lanes and little connectivity between trails, the quote “better the devil you know than the devil you don’t” applies. (from Trish Doller, The Devil You Know). Some thoughts on this subject follow. PICTURES IN A LITTLE BIT.


The first clue that Cedar Park isn’t bicycle friendly is that there is no public transit. There’s a train to the next suburb, Leander, but the citizens and more likely its politicians chose to let it pass right on through without stopping. So, if you’re biking and you get a flat, or the road’s too dangerous (I’m looking at you, Parmer Lane), or your light dies, or you’re tired, or it’s pouring rain, or it’s 109 degrees, or you want to bus to work and bike home, you’re SOL. If you don’t know that abbreviation, it means Shit Out of Luck. Don’t ask me why it’s not SOoL.

The next one is that if and when you do find a bike lane, there are no bollards or street turtles to keep cars from plowing into you. They are few and far between, and often not the regulation 14 feet, either. Also, they’ll just stop when the road narrows, or funding ran out.

Third is the speeding cars down aforementioned Parmer Lane. At the town line, it turns into Ronald Reagan Boulevard. (Fun fact: The anagram of his full name, Ronald Wilson Reagan, spells INSANE ANGLO WARLORD.) The speed limit is 65 mph, and although the shoulder is wide and people do ride it, if a driver or cyclist makes one mistake, that’s all she wrote. I used to ride it more myself when I was doing charity traiing rides, but those were with a group. The Peddler Bike Shop’s second locatoin is nearby, an they advised me not to do it. I have a few times, because it’s the main way to get across town, but so far, I’m surviving.

The main clue that Cedar Park, Texas sucks for cyclists is this: YOU HARDLY EVER SEE OTHER CYCLISTS! The exception is the Brushy Creek Regional Trail, which is nice. But it’s 6.75 miles to nowhere. There are some mountain bike trails, but that’s for other blogs and other types of riders. On Parmer, I’ve seen the occasional road riders and several utility riders–poor folks without cars. But for most casual riders, it’s the trail or nothing.

The saving grace is sidewalks. One can ride for miles on those. Of course, they’re dangerous, especially at night. And sometimes, they disappear. Google Maps satellite view is my friend. But the quality of sidewalks up here is actually pretty decent.

This is all understandable and not surprising, because this is a growing area that still has very rural roots and flavor. Without much planning or a cycling lobby, it’s all cars, cars, cars. (And of course, trucks galore.) But get off the main roads and you’ll find neighborhoods that are decades old, wooden fences that look like they held cattle, and even pet goats. The newer developments might also have a few bike lanes but you’re basically riding in loops or dodging kids on balance bikes.

To give you an idea of how the two contrast, after starting this post I found this video that perfectly demostrates my point. It’s titled, appropriately, “Why Biking in the Suburbs Sucks.” It contrasts Cedar Park with Mueller in Austin, a neighbor I recently lived in. (Credit to Cardinal North on YouTube.) Yeah, it’s pretty horrible out here.

But I will say the trails and more rural environment have their pluses. It’s quieter. You don’t have to lock everything. There’s more wildlife. Sure, it’s Trump and Bible country, but if you stay away from those subjects, people are nice. So far no one in a conveniece store has looked askance at me in my clown suit (aka cycling togs) and said in their best Southern drawl, “You ain’t from around these here parts, are you son?”

As a Texan who has studied three other languages and speaks one of those very well–and English without much accent (unless I want to), I can legally make fun of my neighbors. But there are aggressive drivers. One yelled at me in Spanish as I was crossing with the light at a sidewalk, and I replied in kind in his language; he replied with a friendlier phrase in English as I kept going.

In fact, I was pleasantly suprised to learn that this suburb of 84,000 is quite diverse. Thanks likely to Apple and other tech companies, there is a lot of diversity in the population. Many South Asians live here. Down the road there’s a Hari Krishna Temple and My neighbors are Muslim. And many of them bike or walk the trails and sidewalks.

So, compared to all of that, Austin is a far cry better. It’s still not paradise for cyclists. In fact, it sucks, compared to what it could and should be. Yes, there are trails that are removed from cars and that actually go places. A new extension to the favorite Southern Walnut Creek Trail goes to Manor, Texas. Why one would want to go there is anathema to this fathlete, but whatevs. Buses with bike racks are there for the above scenarios. Drivers are used to seeing people on bikes, so maybe a little less murdery. And of course there are more bike lanes, many of them protected. So, chapeau to Austin to not sucking as much as one would think when compared to Cedar Park and Leander.

The good news is that there’s movement afoot (ha!) to make things suck less out here. A new group has formed to give input into a mobility plan. Active Transportation Advocates of Cedar Park (https://www.wyld.net/atacp/) has this to say:

“We are local residents passionate about having the option to get from here to there without a motor vehicle. We are walkers, bikers, runners and rollers.

Maybe you walk. Maybe you run. Maybe you’re a Mom, Dad, or grandparent pushing a stroller while walking the dog. Maybe you need to get to school. Maybe you bike for recreation but don’t want to drive to the trailhead and back. Maybe you bike to HEB for groceries. Maybe you use a scooter, roller skates, recumbent trike, or unicycle. Maybe you’re in a wheelchair or use a cane or crutches or a walker. These are just some of our active transportation users in Cedar Park.

We want and need safe, user-friendly paths, trails and sidewalks which are useful for both transportation and recreation. We enthusiastically support the Cedar Park 2021-2023 Strategic Goals with the current draft adopted September 23, 2021 here and look forward to being involved as stakeholders in making Cedar Park even better.”

Starting October 12th, people can give input into where you’d like to see improvements for pedestrians, cyclists at this site: https://www.cedarparktexas.gov/mobility. Preferably you live in the area, because they will probably ignore you if you’re from elsewhere. We’ll see where that goes.

Fortunately, my gym has a branch here, and I can go to sit on a trainer every day if I like. Also, I’ll be heading back to Austin soon enough. If I don’t die on Parmer Road first. Regardless of where you drive, walk, use a wheelchair or stroller, or bicycle, stay frosty out there, my friends!

Habits: Hard to Make, Easy to Break

Unless you’re a nun, the word “habit”–like making going to the gym a habit–may send a chill down your spine, send you burrowing into your bedsheets, or make you want to throw up a little in your mouth. We may want to do something that we know is good for us but is hard and not fun. This dude has made much ado of making daily habits, particularly yoga, walking, and bicycling. I’ve been keeping those and several others every day for several years, and the yoga for over 10 years. I first alluded to these streaks with a mention of “Don’t Break the Chain” in a post referencing Jerry Seinfeld. Type “habits” in the Search bar of this blog, and you’ll easily find some helpful posts on the subject. The experiment to see how long I could keep things going has been interesting, and I continue with those three daily practices. But with other habits, it was only a matter of time before life intervened. It turns out that I’m only human, after all. Assuming you are too, I hope there’s something in here about habits that will resonate for you.

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