I took up cycling three years ago and have gotten progressively addicted. Last year I rode almost 15,000 miles, including many centuries. I could do it because I lived in Arizona. But I moved to Wisconsin in September and can't ride outside due to the cold and snow. I'm getting depressed and morose. This may seem like a silly reaction, but I'm serious. I mope around. I've lost my appetite and given up a social life because all my friends were cyclists and now I don't see them. Don't tell me to train indoors or cross-country ski. I want to ride!