It has been raining all day. Quite literally, all day. There is a small lake in my driveway. So much for the bike-run brick.
And I know that I would feel much better if I were to just make the 30 minute drive through the driving rain to the gym and do an hour or so of technique work and an hour or so of spinning and an hour or so on the treadmill, but I just can't seem to summon the energy.
Blech. Too much food, too much rain, not enough sunshine and training. Maybe, after so many months in sunny L.A., the rain affects my psyche more than it used to.