It looked good, and I even thought I could afford a small accident and still finish the year with well of 1000 miles ... be careful what you wish for.
This is me in hospital, somewhere in the State of Misery, with shingles:
I had 51 miles the week before, getting me to 8778 on my odometer, and I started at 7801, so that left 23 miles to go. With a 13 mile ride yesterday, and again today, I now have 8804 odometer and 1003 miles for the year! And ice cream to celebrate.