How does this thing work?

To this point I have been unable to get myself motivated to sit down and put my first words on this blog. I am not sure how to describe the feelings I have on this subject. I want to write here and I am excited to write here, but I can not bring myself to write here. Is it really writer's block if you haven't really started? Failure to launch comes to mind or possibly performance anxiety? *Insert neo-Freudian-based joke here. In large part due to my inability to "create" I am forcing myself to sit down and write as a sort of punishment for not writing. Anyway, at least you know where my mind is as I set pen to paper, er, screen or what have you.

As far as Armed Cyclists go I'm afraid I have been unarmed now for a few weeks. I have only been on my bike twice since Thanksgiving and my waistline is beginning to show the results of my inertia. Yesterday I cleaned out the garage and actually fondled my bike a few times and in doing so imagined myself flying down some back Texas highway in search of transcendence. I even staked out a new spot to store my bike-I hung a hook on the back wall suitable for my beloved and will now be hoisting my two-wheeler up in the air for storage. For some reason this feels right though as surely this is me hoisting my transcendent vehicle to the gods in some crude show of affection and reverance. Like some crude offering she now hangs on the wall in solemnity, naked and alone.