And.... The Answer Was "NO!"

And the question was "How about a ride up Crafton?"  I must say that I got a pure look of horror from Matt.  He must still be suffering from PTSD after hearing me scream for 3 hours on Loch Leven. I can't imagine why?  But, it has, after all, been almost 7 months already.  Or, as Matt would say, it's "only" been 7 months.  Personally, I think it's because he's now commandered my Gary Fisher Super Fly 29er as his own.  While I was laid up, he pilfered parts for his own mountain bike (make that 3 bikes).  And now it's hooked up to a tag along.  But, PLEEEAASE?!?!?!  Can I?  I'm finding the road getting a little boring already.  I miss the nature, the birds, the fresh mountain air, green foliage and mountain flowers.  I guess I'm going to have to lace up those new trail shoes I bought and put a little more work and time into a mountain trail instead of just pedaling.  After my initial downfall trying to run which ended in knee pain, I'm trying to restart my running career with a little more smarts.  It's called running with a little walking mixed in (and usually by the end of my run, it finishes with a little more walking than running because lifting my leg becomes a problem).  No matter, marathon here I come; hopefully sooner rather than later (fingers crossed).  Maybe the New York Marathon in November, right Cathi?