In April when registration for the 100 Miles of Nowhere opened, my collarbone was, in the words of my orthopaedic surgeon, “a jigsaw puzzle.” An unpleasant side-effect of hitting the pavement at high speed. A week later, I had some very expensive titanium hardware installed. Unfortunately, it was not on my bike.
It also came with instructions not to ride anywhere for a while.
I could still ride nowhere, though. Since my surgery, I’ve ridden 721 miles on my indoor trainer.
Today I didn’t do 100 Miles of Nowhere.
I did 32 Miles of Somewhere.
In the sun, and wind.
It was better.