I hate cold weather. I just can't get myself motivated when it's cold out. I'm stopped for a quick breakfast before heading on towards Texarkana, but I just hate this crappy Winter weather.
I think it's at least partly the scenery this time of year. All of the trees have dropped their leaves and basically look dead. I love the greenery when cruising along and now Old Man Winter has robbed us of that for the next few months. Bastard.
And to make today even worse my IBS is acting up, treating me to those sudden sharp stabs of pain in my lower gut that feel like someone is inserting and twisting a large knife. That doesn't help my motivational situation one little bit. I guess I shouldn't complain as this is the first time it's acted up in several weeks. Doesn't stop me from bitching about it though.
Ah well, it's just one of those days when I have a lot of miles to cover and don't actually feel like any of them.
But it still beats getting a job.