Wow, it's like clockwork. Last year, we went to France, saw the Tour, got in a bunch of miles, then got back home, into August, and I started having trouble getting my workouts in.
After Lake Stevens, I was pretty motivated, but took some recovery time and now I'm having to kind of drag myself out of bed. This morning I was going to do some speedwork on the track and then bike-commute into work. Not so much. I'll do the...