Two days ago I posted a thread about how to overcome boredom when cycling. I'd been riding the same four routes over and over and feeling a bit bored.
I realize now I raised more than a few eyebrows because I live in San Diego, which hardly qualifies as a boring cycling environment. I also got an amazing quantity of terrific suggestions, which actually helped me step outside my box and see the obvious.
Yesterday, I took one of the best rides since picking up a bike three months ago. Not that long, just 22 miles. I pedalled around Mission Bay, following a route someone had linked to me. (Of course, the route was 14 miles, but by taking a few long-cuts and wrong-cuts I managed to turn it into 22!)
As I rode, I was so happy to be outside, to be pedalling along in the sunshine with the views of San Diego bay and later the Pacific Ocean right there to enjoy. People walking, having picnics, launching their boats, sunning on the beach, roller blading, showing off their skimpy bikinis, having a coffee on the boardwalk, you name it.
And it occured to me -- cycling is just like (well, something like) making love. And I have the good fortune to live in San Diego, meaning, metaphorically, I am "making love" to a beautiful woman every time I ride.
So how could I get bored?
Simple -- even making love can get boring if you "do it" the same way over and over. Even with a beautiful woman. It becomes sweeter with variety. Well, duh! Everyone knows that, even me. But I think it's possible to get stuck -- to not see the obvious -- which is why I came to the board in the first place. And the responses (and some undisguised envy) was exactly what i needed to remind myself how wonderful it can be to be cycling on a beautiful Saturday afternoon in a city that sits on the ocean.
I can't imagine what you're all going to do with this thread. It's simply the musings of a 50+ single man, so it probably doesn't take Freud to figure out how I got to this metaphor.
But now I'm trying to figure out what I'm going to do if I go downstairs and find my bike wearing nothing but Saran wrap. I'd better sign off for now and get some coffee!