Or is it another post about lack of motivation. Its not that I don’t want to exercise. I enjoy it when I do, and just need to force myself to exercise.
Instead, I came home and crawled in bed at 5 yesterday. I half slept half read til 7, got out of bed, made some dinner, watched the Sabres lose, and was back in bed around 10:30. Fast asleep by 11pm.
I don’t know if I would call them visions, maybe just longings. I swear I’ve closed my eyes and pictured myself 25 miles away on the Tow Path. 25 miles out and turning around in the middle of nowhere for a 25 mile bike ride back. It just seems ideal.
Last year I used a crazy stupid 50 mile bike ride to jump start my exercising in the Spring. I was tired and exhausted and had trouble climbing the stairs back up to my apartment (bike on shoulder) afterwards.
But it worked. I exercised all summer long after that. I lost over 25 pounds and have kept it off, even without constant exercising. That’s pretty good. So when I have visions and longings for another long bike ride, I’m sure its my body telling me it wants get back in that shape.
I think I need winter to be over.