I think I've hit some kind of psychological plateau with regard to riding my bike. As most of you know, I was sort of "down and out" for a few weeks working on some personal problems, and got very little time in the saddle. Now I'm back (although most of what was bothering me is still bothering me), and I've gotten in two short rides (10 or so miles each).
But something's been missing in the rides so far. They aren't as much fun as they usually are. They aren't exactly a chore, like going to the gym, but they do feel a little like I'm riding more out of obligation than to experience joy. I plug along, I get to sort out my thoughts, but I feel like I'm riding through molasses (even though my speed is the same as always). Seems like there's more inconsiderate drivers out there as well, but that's got to be my imagination.
I'm just sort of in a biking funk, and I don't like it. I'm pressing a little bit because I'm behind on my mileage goals for the year, but even when I dismiss them as not terribly important in the grand scheme of things, I can't find the sheer delight of gliding along the pavement on two wheels that I am so attached to. I've resigned myself to the likely possibility I won't hit even last year's mileage, and I truly think I've let go of that. So it's not about personal disappointment with my performance.
It just feels like I'm riding because I'm "supposed" to ride, or something.
I think I'm dealing with some kind of plateau. I don't even have an interest, even a passing interest, in new gear or clothes or whatever, despite a post to that effect recently. I think that post was an attempt to get my own juices stirring, and it didn't work. I just don't seem to care right now.
Can anyone relate? Do you have any suggestions?