"Well, Lesley doesn't expect me to be trying to get back to combat readiness," Steph says, smile slightly wicked. "Or know I've been working so hard on my own. Her estimates aren't much use. But ... I figure another couple months. Especially if I visit here and squeeze some extra time in."

She holds up the pebble and moves her wrist through the skip in very slow motion, not actually releasing the rock. "You want to spin it as well as throw it. Like a tiny frisbee."