I need to bring a gravel bike to Moab sometime. Maybe find a route out to there while I'm at it. I want to have those squinty eyes again, that windswept face, that salty, crusty, satisfying jersey again. I want roasted, toasted, spent legs, the extra tasty food, no matter what it is, and that rock solid sleep that follows. I want those cut dust/tan lines, that shortness of breath, that well deserved vegiatstive state. I want to ride again, ride far, ride long, and maybe ride with someone this time.