Yesterday, while playing a few games of darts with Bill (he won 2 out of the 3 games…), we got to talking about commuting (by bike) into work. I got totally stoked just thinking about my Monday morning ride into work.
Fast forward to 4:30am today, and GONE was any motivation/inspiration I had for riding in. I was tired. My legs were tired. My body was tired.
I started driving into work today and the whole time I was basically talking myself out of any type of “LONG” ride into work. I have multiple parking locales I can head to and park the car to ride the rest of the way. I’ve got a 13-mile spot, an 11-mile spot, a 7.5-mile spot, and a 1.5-mile spot. The 13 and 11 mile spots weren’t even a consideration. I was really focused yesterday on the 7.5-mile locale.
This morning, I ALMOST talked myself out of that location. Glad I didn’t listen to the proverbial Devil sitting on my shoulder whispering in my ear, “Skip it! Just ride in 1.5 miles!”
I think the deciding factor was a little motivational saying I have hanging on the bulletin board in my office that says:
INSANITY is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.
I love it when a plan (mental) doesn’t come together.