Ain't got my mojo workin'

I've had a bit of break from the blog over the past week or so. It's not been a conscious decision, simply a result of not having ridden for over 10 days and therefore suffering a complete droop in the blogging mojo department. Like Team GB (and seemingly every other athlete these days regardless of winning or losing) I am trying to focus on the positives and put the negatives behind me. The back is feeling better though by no means back to normal which leaves me with the dread (and expense) of making my first ever visit to a physio and, God forbid, an osteopath. The thought of breathing deeply whilst somebody cracks my body around without the slightest idea of whether it may damage me further and more permanently fill me with total dread (not unlike a few years ago on a trip to Morocco when I went to a 'spa' in the middle of nowhere where a burly masseuse told me to 'reeeelaxxxxx' as he poured paraffin on me and then proceeded to double bend my knees as if they were made of Playdoh - 'reeeelaxxxxx' I did not). Sorry, I digressed from my positivity. I'm rested, relaxed and itching to perch myself on the PM and get back into the groove. Winter riding awaits and, despite the end of the continental season, I'm sure there will be plenty to keep these pages populated for my legion, nay garrison of followers. Keep the faith dear readers - please? pretty please?