i don’t care
July 6, 2010
I know I should care more, but I admit I’m having trouble even coming up with the energy to care about not caring enough.
I’m talking about the Tour de France, of course. Well, among other things. Maybe even the World Cup.
There was a time when I would log into velonews.com and read the minute by minute update of every damn stage. I knew riders’ names and teams. I would record the crappy TV coverage, and even watch it. I used to follow the Classics. The Giro. Even the Vuelta.
These days, Rick S. will say “did you watch today’s stage?” and I’ll suddenly remember that the Tour is going on.
And it’s not just cycling. I mean, I believe that the World Cup is the coolest sporting event in the world, including the Olympics and the Super Bowl. Maybe especially the Super Bowl.
But I have yet to actually make room in my super busy schedule to watch a single game live. Not once.
Here’s a short list of what I care about:
1. hanging out with my family (which is a broad category of caring)
2. riding my bike
3. backcountry skiing (this would be number 2 if it was Winter)
4. watching movies
5. I forget what 5 was for
I used to be a news junkie. I used to read the big news sites top to bottom, every day. I used to actually finish the occasional issue of The Economist. I used to watch every game of March Madness. I used to get upset about politics. Hell, I wasn’t even born when it started, but I used to get pissed off about Vietnam.
But now I don’t care.
Maybe I’m just mellower now. More laid back. Wiser.
Or. Or maybe I need a testosterone patch?