Yesterday saw my return to brewing after having been laid up for 6 weeks following a crash on my Harley. My bike was totaled, but fortunately, I "only" ended up with 4 broken ribs, a double-fractured collarbone, an twisted ankle, and a bunch of road rash. (Good thing I had previously brewed an Alt, a stout, and a pilsner to see me through my recovery!)
Although a bit sore, it felt great to start brewing again! The moment I doughed in for my porter recipe, and that wonderfully malty smell of the mash hit my nose, I felt "back in the game."
Brewing is awesome therapy. Cheers.