I've been in the office all week, choking on phglem from an early fall cold, cursing the onset of winter, wanting to get out and ride but not quite ready for the frigid temps. (My first test ride of the new Turner Sultan on Monday, which started in full sun and ended two hours later in gropple, gooey chocolate mud, and two inches of snow, didn't help motivation.) Then I saw this, thanks to the good folks at Sacred Rides, and I know what must be done. Guess I'll go mountain biking. So should you.