Back and in gear...

Its been a interesting weekend...

Had a great drive to Flagstaff on Friday...

On the way I stopped and played golf with my brother at Verde Sante Fe and for the first 9 holes I played the worst golf of my life....By third hole I stopped counting and switch to the only club I could hit straight...The Pitching Wedge...That's right the pitching wedge... Granite...I was hitting the pitching wedge exceptional well...Straight down the middle and about 150 yards...Its truly insane...On the other hand the guy I was playing with looked like my brother, he acted like my brother, but he certainly didn't hit the golf clubs like my brother... By the back 9 things were going well...I was playing almost par golf and my brother had returned to his old form...

Now to Flagstaff...

I pretty much let it all go once I got there...I remember most of the night...I do remember making El Jeffe pay the bar tab...

I remember the walk home...I remember praying to the porcelian god...

Overall it was a great night and a well earned break...

Saturday morning...

We jump in the truck and head to the starting point for the ride...
I'm still sicker than a dog and have no business being on bike...But hell I need this ride more than anything in the world...Not so much for the physical exercise, but more for the mental aspect of the ride...Whenever I've had troubles in my life and I needed to work through them I have always been able to jump on the bike and go for a ride and everything just seems to fall into place...

I haven't been able to ride since she's left...

I don't know why, but for the first time in my life I couldn't ride...I didn't understand; I just felt complete uncomfortable and uneasy on the bike...

So this trip was about one thing and only one thing....Forcing myself to get back on that bike and ride...It didn't matter that I was sicker than a dog and I couldn't eat anything...

So we jump on a trail and started riding...Up some good sizes hills ( have I mentioned how much I hate riding up hills) and then the fun begins....10 miles of some of the best down hill in Arizona...It was a hard ride for lots of various reasons...but in the end I found what I was searching for....

My love of riding...I was finally comfortable on the bike again....

So the weekend has been a success....