Yep.
I miss the still, warm evenings which used to draw me out in Summer.
And the crisp, cold mornings which used to draw me out in Winter.
Now that it’s constantly windy and usually wet as well, every ride feels like one I have to force myself to begin and endure. A lot of the pleasure of riding came from that sense of just enjoying the world for its own sake and being out in it. Adding miles to the spreadsheet* was just a by-product.
Makes me quite depressed to think about it.
I’m still trying to motivate and force myself to go out but it’s definitely getting harder, and less fun. I’m considering picking up a cheap road bike for the Winter months, it’s got that bad.
* I’ve never maintained a spreadsheet, but Strava’s just a fancy spreadsheet, so you know what I mean.