This month has been another poor month for cycling as I only managed to muster up 80.12 miles. The start of the month was good as I had a lovely ride to Newlyn with Ali and Amy followed by one inspired by my hero Alberto Contador when he won the Vuelta. =D
Since then though, I have practically stayed off the bike - apart from an occasional short 2-3 mile ride behind Mikey whilst he was running and the very odd ten milers to meet him from work.
I have basically lost motivation to ride now completely. When I do I am literally forcing myself to do it and usually when I get home I haven't enjoyed it at all.
There's just nothing left to inspire me; I hate that I have overused all the local routes so they are becoming very tiresome. I hate the fact that, if and when, I do try to go further afield, that I then have to contend with longer draggier hills. I hate the fact that bloody tourists and end-to-enders keep stealing my Queen of the Mountains on Strava - and when I say stealing I mean blowing my personal bests out of the water. I also hate the weather and that soddin' never-ending headwind.
So as you can see... I am currently in a slump. I want to ride my bike. I love riding my bike. But nothing is motivating me to get out there. Today I even pushed out 6miles on the turbo just so I got half an hour done on the bike and so I don't loose the legs and put on too much weight.
In fact, if it wasn't for the running.... I would now be the size of a house again.
Please someone inspire me to get back out there.... failing that, I may just have to sell a bike and buy a nice shiny new one to encourage me to ride.