Well, it's officially been 4 weeks since my carpal tunnel surgery, and I'm about to loose my mind from a lack of two wheeled time.  In another 2 weeks I will be allowed (according to doctors) to throw a leg over a bike again, and then gradually work my way back up to my usual ride time.  Little Orange Forest Creature has been taunting me from across my livingroom in my bike room, so I stare and day dream, and wait, and wait, and wait!  I still can't push/pull/lift more than 5 to 10 pounds so even wrenching on my bike just for fun is risky business.  Feeling the ISDE crunch time sneak up makes me want to be practicing tire changes and taking apart top ends and clutches but making a mistake and  hitting my wrist scares me enough to keep me day dreaming at the moment.  Working out in the form of hiking has helped to ease the frustration, but I can recognize the signs now that tell me I'm on my way to a major lack of dirt bike mental break down!  Every time I get a whiff of pre-mix exhaust not so distant memories remind me that it will all be worth it when I'm cruising through the woods with nothing on my mind but the trail in front of me.