At my Magnuson race, I felt a bit disengaged with the race for a lot of it, and like I was riding and not racing. This time I felt much more engaged, even if I did have my lazy moments (aka Lap 3), and I need to train more to be able to ride hard the whole time.
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I think that my recent backlash against wanting to move has a bit to do with how "losing weight" has become more and more attached to movement in the last few years, in a way that it never has before. Movement was always, "this is fun!!" Even when I lost weight in college, it was because riding my bike a ton was fun, not because I tried to lose weight.
So now, my desire to lose weight comes from a desire to be that fast person I was. And every time I see how far away I am from that fast person, it is frustrating. And instead of being motivated by the movement itself, I am laden with this constant self-induced guilt trip about not being fast. It kinda makes the movement less fun. Movement becomes a sad reminder that I'm not fast.
But what a funny catch-22. If I move because I want to and because it's fun, I probably will lose weight and probably will become faster... but as soon as the weight becomes the goal, it all becomes work again.
What a mind game. It's time to move for fun. Also, I'm not giving up beer.
Have not been motivated to move lately. It's sort of strange.
Usually the struggle is, "I want to go outside and ride or run, but I feel work guilt and will stay in and work instead!"
But this is different. This is like,
"nah, I want to color in this coloring book instead." And I don't even feel guilt about it, more like... melancholy.
Huh.
I think I've been on the computer too much. The combo of startup work and building the wedding website got to be a bit much. On the plus side, I have a really neat adult coloring book now!
Also, I have a bug bite with a bruise around it, which is creepy. No, it's not a red bull's eye rash, like a Lyme disease thing. It's a black/blue bruise that's tender. Super weird. Maybe a spider bite? Am watching it every day to make sure it doesn't spread, but it seems about the same each day, which is why I haven't gone to the doctor. Also, I just don't know where to go to the doctor.