Cyclotherapy

It wasn't that long ago, really, when I used to live for those days when I could escape for a long, rambling ride, destination unknown, usually solo. Or when I would plan my week around the Tuesday night team ride, which was my opportunity to ride with the fast guys and try to look cool without getting dropped in the first mile. Or when I would get excited about a new cycling challenge, like a cyclocross race or a Velodrome day with friends and teammates. Sometimes I went along at the suggestion of friends, other times I was the one who organized the event. There was no question, though, that at the time, I was all in.  When I look back at my Cyclophiliac blog posts, I see a different person than who I am now. For one thing, some of those 'adventures' simply don't hold the same appeal. But also, I have to wonder not only where all of that seemingly endless physical endurance went, but where did I find the time and space to do all of that in the first place?  Here I am, ...