Friday the 13th... the day this year I arrived at 1000 bicycle miles. Continuing a genuinely strange phenomenon; almost every year I hit the 1000-mile mark in a 3- or 4-day window (2nd week of March).
It's strange because the most unpredictable weather of the year happens in January, February, and early March. It would stand to reason that the bike-riding would be equally unpredictable. And it is... but weirdly the short-ride days and long-ride days always add up to 1000 miles around March 11-14.