Getting into cycling in my late thirties has been humbling.
I’m responsible for my own medical costs, which really makes me consider things differently than when I was a kid tearing through the neighborhood park on a twelve-speed Huffy. I’ve also discovered you can spend infinite money on bike stuff if you have the resources, which I do not.
Most of all, I’ve learned that knowing how to get from point A to point B in a car or on a bus does not mean you know the best way to get there on…
