Did the trails just get rockier?

Since the second Monday in June, when I crashed and broke my wrist, I have not been on a bike.  Part of this was doctor's orders, but the last month or so has mostly been due to fear and fitness (lack of) for riding.

However, since cycling is normally a big part of my cross-training regimen, and this week was a down week, I took my mountain bike out for the first time in months.  It was both great to be back out, but also terrifying, as it seemed not just my cycling fitness, but any semblance of handling skills had disappeared over the summer, and the trails; trails I run on (and rode on this spring) daily, seemed suddenly to have sprouted more rocks, bigger rocks, and tighter turns. 

I didn't fall, but I did have to unclip several times on what is really a pretty easy loop, which didn't exactly help with the whole fear thing.  Maybe I should have gone out on the road before I tried mountain biking again.  Ah well.  Based on that performance, reintroducing regular riding will have to wait until after the Bootlegger, I think.

Below enjoy a photo of my beloved Orbea Alma 29er.  No factory build here, I put this together from the ground up this past spring.