I hear ya! I'm now 38 and have had my ride life suddenly curtailed by a 7 month old boy (future world champ), I'm lucky enough to live in the counrty side by our main riding spot but this is a double edged sword. I have permission from the Boss (read Wife) to go into the local woods as I can be there in 2 minutes and be ripping by 3 minutes, which is good but my routine of going further a field has been lost, a day away is almost impossible, where i used to be a regular at Wharncliffe and cannock chase, even a 5 miles down the road at Ambergate may as well be the other end of the country. When winters here and the nights are dark I don't know what I'm going to do.....HELP! Like you I feel slighty meloncolic when I don't get the chance to buzz myself on the bike and in my view that makes me no use to anyone, they have to let me ride. The pre nup I mentioned to the Mrs seems to have been forgotten.