For most of us, there comes a point in the season when our riding is more by rote than purpose. The days are long, the sunshine as plentiful as debt, and the rides have the uniformity of a white wall. That cycling can be routine within our lives is both a blessing and a curse for it is within routine that boredom attacks, that even the best elements of our lives can become dreary.
This is the first step toward overtraining.
The only answer is to break the routine, to do something unusual, maybe even something wacky. Longer rides, easier rides, shorter rides, any of those can help, but whimsy, it is within whimsy we can be refreshed and find joy.
Here’s to rides we don’t do, places we don’t go, kits we don’t wear and terrain, whether of geography or mind, terrain to make the world new.