I have been in the land of recovery for the last 2 months.
6 months, really -- but NO PONY for 2 months.

I have finally been 'cleared' for a LITTLE bit of outside rolly motion. As long as it's smooth, paved, ice and sand free.

So I hitched a ride with Ed and Steve on their Mandate.

The feeling of actually rolling with motion, through the light and air, along the pavement was nothing short of pure exhiliration.

I headed home before the boys so as to keep a lid on my over-excitement at rolling outside once again.

On the way home, I found dirt that was as good as pavement.

Hey, I'll take what I can get at this point!

It made me so very, very happy.

Here's to a long road back to riding singletrack.