Forgive the personal details: Short version is I got sick.
About three weeks ago I ended up in the hospital with an intestinal blockage, and have been in and out of the hospital several times since. I've got a 12" incision on my abdomen and a feeding tube hanging out of me that they won't discuss removing for another month.
So basically I've been off the bike. Actually I've been off my feet altogether. I am just dying of envy watching folks out on their bikes, and thinking about how much riding I'm missing.
Because of the warm weather this winter, I was way ahead of my usual yearly pace both in miles and in conditioning. Now I feel like I'll be starting over from scratch some time in the middle of June.
Only upside is that because I haven't been able to eat, I've lost a bit of weight. Maybe that will compensate a bit when I actually get riding again. I'm down to within 10 pounds of my lowest weight ever. I'll be interested to see if that improves my hill-climbing when the time comes that I can actually get back and climb a hill...
The first of the year's organized rides I was signed up for is tomorrow (the Capital 2 Capital ride from Richmond, VA to Williamsburg and back.) The next one was to be Mountains of Misery in Blacksburg, VA at the end of the month. I won't even have all the tubes out of me by then, let alone be in shape to do a 104 mile ride with 10K feet of climbing. I will probably be ready for Bike Virginia at the end of June, but probably just some of the shorter routes.
So, sorry for the whine, but I just wanted to remind you not to take riding for granted. I forgot how big a part of my life it is, and it's a real loss when it's taken away, even temporarily.