Just Ride.

Daryl S. is having what we might call a week.

He logged seven rides across the feed, which is the kind of consistency that makes normal people tired just reading about it. One hundred fifty-six miles accumulated. A forty-two-mile Zwift session that probably felt longer than the number suggests. And a pace that averaged eighteen miles per hour, which is fast enough to remind the rest of us why we signed up for this. Daryl took home four awards this week, which is either impressive or a sign he should consider other hobbies. We'll go with impressive.

Miguel P. spent the week finding steep things and climbing them, twice. Five thousand eight hundred feet of elevation gain—enough vertical to make the rest of the club's quads ache in sympathy. His climbing density was nearly double the field, which means he's either very strong or very committed to suffering. Probably both.

Lee C. logged the longest single effort by time, a three-hour-plus commitment to the bike that included a birthday ride for Saman at Fort Stevens. That's the kind of loyalty that matters.

And Mikey M., who logged three miles and earned Lanterne Rouge, still counts. Last place is still a place. Still on the board. Still showed up.

Get out there. Tag your rides. We'll see what next week brings.