Long road to ruin

I'm starting the road back to health. It's been a week now, and things aren't quite where they should be -- and darn it all, I'm missing some prime riding.

You gotta' love when you show up to your doctor's office and he walks in with a huge scar on his chin. "What happened?" I ask. "Mountain biking," he says. Awesome. Too bad it was only Bent Creek that got him ...