April and May have just blown on by for me. After that fun wreck I had back at the start of April it took me about a week to get my bike back in working order. A huge thanks have to be extended to Matt at FSA for hooking me up with some a fly new handlebar and stem combo. Also big ups to the gang at Brave New Wheel for getting me a new Surly fork, and bringing my bike back to working order. The doctor who took a look at my finger gave me no limitations as far as cycling, just the advice to “try not to fall on it again.” I decided against riding my mountain bike because I was unable to get a solid grip on my handlebar with my right hand. As my thesis work went from writing the damn thing to making edits based on my advisor’s comments (and D2’s fine proofreading skills) I found myself having more time for riding, and my life improved drastically. May 11 finally came and even though I had yet to actually defend my thesis (I technically graduate at the end of the Summer 2012 semester), I still walked my ass across the stage at graduation and made mom, dad, sis, and girlfriend feel proud. Much like good bike ride with friends, some whiskey was brought along to the ceremony to make the day that much better. Between myself and buddies, that 375 of Jameson didn’t stand a chance.
Finally after seven weeks or so my finger is “healed” to the point where I can make a fist (bar fights here I come!), meaning it was time to get back on my mountain bike. Once I got back on the trails in Fort Collins I got that stoke back similar to what Judi wrote about last week. Even though rides were cut short due to seatposts breaking or getting shit cleaned up at school few things can top hours on a bike. Finally, as D2 eluded to earlier, I found myself a gig that I start in a few weeks. The good news is I get to stay in the Front Range, the bad news is I will have to join the ranks of the spores who drive to a trailhead (gasp). While Denver doesn’t have proper mtb trails in the city, they do have a decent network of trails to get around town (commuting route), and my job will be a quick 15 minute drive to the trails in Golden. I guess this is the next chapter, I gotta say I’m excited.