Wannabe Bike Girl

I completely fail at updating, sorry. Over the next week, I’m going to try to catch up with updating. Talk about the Tour, among other things.

As an aside, I completely failed at riding my bike, but this was mostly due to the fact that I need to get it fixed, which will hopefully happen sometime this week. I’ve been playing with my Wii Fit, so I haven’t been sitting on ass constantly.

In other, other news, Knox, who is one of my primary cycling cheerleaders, sent me a very lovely cycling training diary which I cannot wait to use. I just have to sort out the bike first.

Anyway, I apologize for being such a shit blogger. I hope to try to improve! What usually happens is that I end up wasting a lot of time over at Tumblr (you can see mine here). It’s the world’s easiest way to blog. It’s like blogging made easy for the LAZY. Anyway, enjoy that and you can see what else I seem to adore (aside from cycling).

I finally rode a mile, two days in a row. This is good, I know this. But at the same time, it’s frustrating because I cannot ride every day and now that I haven’t ridden recently, I lack the motivation. Part of the problem is that I don’t get enough sleep, so I’m tired. Another part is that I work six days a week, dealing with public. For a lot of people, this is fine. For me? Not so much, because to be perfectly honest, I don’t actually like people. Which is not to say that I hate my job, because I don’t. I find it to be rewarding and I enjoy helping people. The problem is that they take a lot out of me. As a librarian, people always, always want something or they Need It Now or whatever. So at the end of the day (even if I’m only working for 5 hours), I just want to pass out (for more of an understanding, see John Scalzi’s post:  Portrait of a Closet Introvert).

I know these are all excuses, but I can’t seem to defeat them. I mean, I have alternatives, I don’t limit myself to just riding the bike. I know I need exercise, I’m not stupid enough to think I don’t. I just seem to lack the motivation to do anything, which is ridiculous, because it’s June now and there’s no reason to not do something.

I suppose I should take motivation from the cyclists or from my friends who are riding, or even from my mother, but in the end it just frustrates me. So instead of reading about cycling (not that I’m ignoring it, because I definitely watched a lot of the Giro), you get me whining about not being able to find the energy to get on my bike.