Originally Posted by B. Carfree

When you get this figured out, please post the cure. My weekend:
Saturday: Four hours of scooping free ice cream for the neighborhood block party, plus clean-up and prep. For the first time in memory, no Saturday riding at all.
Sunday: Show up at 6:00 A.M. to help marshal the local annual century ride. (Fortunately, I got to put the road markings down two weeks ago, which I stretched into two centuries.) Direct the cyclists through the first potential intersection of confusion, then ride out the the last potential intersection of confusion to direct them there, then ride back to the start to help clean up and tear down until 8:00 P.M. At least I got to ride forty miles on my old town bike to get between sites. Also, I don't even belong to the bike club that puts this thing on.
Monday: Okay, Monday isn't the weekend, but it sure felt like it. I spent most of the day using a weed-whacker to clean up the local community garden. Again, no ride.

I'm just kidding about needing a cure for this. Volunteering is important for all of us. I've benefited from the actions of others in the past and will no doubt benefit in the future. I choose to happily pay it back, forward and sideways. That said, I will ride tomorrow, the next day and the one after that. Of course, I still have to squeeze in one more half-day of community garden chores and organize a local bike/garden tour this week.

To quote my father-in-law, "How did I ever get anything done when I was working full time?"