Hmmm...never thought of it this way...
I do some writing and have taken a few writing classes where we are supposed to name our censor (the voice in our head that tells us we suck) and then we fantasize about ways to take the censor out. Like turning them into frogs or dropping pianos on them...ok, I'm weird, but it helps. Perhaps I need to name the voice in my head that shames me for being in worse shape than I'd like to be...and then have fun torturing that being...
mine shows up mostly on runs (because I'm a beginner) or on hills...
2007 Trek 5000
2009 Jamis Coda
1972 Schwinn Suburban
"I rejoice every time I see a woman ride by on a bike. It gives her a feeling of self-reliance and independence the moment she takes her seat; and away she goes, the picture of untrammelled womanhood."
Susan B. Anthony, 1896