Long story short(er):
I was gone for about a year on some job related travel. I couldn't take my bike since I was living out of hotels and moving frequently. Throughout the whole thing I was counting down the days until I could get home and back on the bike. Looking forward to riding got me through those long days away from home.
Finally I made it home in June. I was so excited. I pulled the bike out of it's storage case, aired up the tires, lubed up the chain, and hit the road. Of course I sucked after so long out of the saddle but it sure felt great to be back out there pedaling through the orchards.
I got about two weeks into it and was having a great time when Lady Luck came along. She decided it was time for me to break a bone in my hand! I was crushed. Another 3 months of not being able to ride . I got a little teaser before it was snatched from underneath me again.
Every day we have this perfect weather, every time I see someone else riding, and every time I look at my lonely bike sitting in the corner I get all frustrated and antsy. I want to be out there riding with everyone else! I've been purchasing some things I've wanted for a while like tires, shoes, bottle cages, etc, but with a broken hand it's extremely difficult to do simple tasks like swap over my cleats.
I figured I would vent here because y'all would understand my agony. None of my non bike riding friends understand. I'm starting to lose my faith and spirit.