But there are times when I have thought I didn't feel like it, couldn't face it, would rather have a beer, etc., but forced myself to make make that psychological upheaval and fly - and landed glittering with enthusiasm and pride, itching to go again tomorrow! This is what makes it such an impossible call!
Yes, I know that one too. Happens to me an awful lot actually. But somehow there's a difference between the feeling of not wanting to bother, feeling nervous, it would be a lot easier to stay at home etc; and genuinely not wanting to fly, often for a good reason. And then of course there are the times when you're not sure, and they're the ones that leave you unable to settle, kind of wishing you'd flown, and wondering if you made the right decision. I don't know the answer, except to say that if you're pushing yourself hard enough that these questions are coming up, you've got to be doing something right.