Yesterday on my way in, it occurred to me that I've been on exactly one ride over 40 miles since I took a new job last August. Yep one. That's my longest dry spell for that distance since at least 1980.
As recently as last year, I rode solo centuries all the time. I did organized rides as well. Now, my weekly mileage is barely what would have been a single day's commute. When I took the new job, I was very concerned I'd go crazy since my ride has been my favorite part of the day for many years. In fact, I made my long commute a condition of employment for my previous job and I was dead serious.
But now that I'm barely riding, the funny thing is I don't miss the miles. I really don't miss force feeding myself all kinds of crap to avoid losing weight. Strangely, I actually feel better than I have for years.
Don't get me wrong -- I still like riding. I get on one of my bikes almost every day and my bikes get more miles than the car. Despite the lack of mileage, my legs are still decent. But I've been spending more time on other activities so I can't be bothered to put the miles in. I'm sure I'll do a longer ride or two later this year, most likely someplace hilly (Crater Lake is one of my favorite areas). But something's changed. Mileage is down at least 80% from historical levels and it feels like it might be the new norm.