Here but still kinda there

Well, what to say, what to say? I've been back for a week now and am still surfing a desert binge high. Twas just what the doctor ordered: Whiskey for breakfast, singletrack for lunch, dirt roads for dinner, some climbing for desert and cheap beer around a campfire with friends for a nightcap. I have no idea how much I rode, how many feet I climbed, or what my HR was, all I know is that I was tired every night, squeezed the most out of every day, and woke each morning wanting more. Here's a slice...