So I just reentered cycling this past spring after 15+ years of not riding. I've built up my distance to where I am doing about 100 miles a week. I really love it ... most of the time.
A strange thing happens when I first hop on the bike a ride out of the driveway, I literally HATE it, I have this nagging voice in my head asking myself "Why are you doing this again?" It's worse as the weather gets cooler and damper. It only bothered me for a few hundred feet at first, now it takes about 2 miles and I'm back into the swing of things and loving it, my knees loosen up and I hit my pace. Sunday morning I nearly turned back twice but kept telling myself I NEEDED to do this. 32 miles later I was back in the driveway wondering where the time had gone to.
Does anyone else have these fleeting feelings of despair and simply want to turn back and go lay on the couch?