biking fun

My first *real* riding outing since my biking skills course. I'm proud to report that there were no endos or serious altercations. Ok I did fall over in a mud puddle but the landing was soft so I'm not too worried about that. Oh and the handle bars did almost impale me but close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades. My mom would be hitting me upside the head right about now and swearing in french, best we don't mention this to her.

Overall the evening was very fun. I am still amazed at the cardio output required for getting up the damn hills, man I suck wind! But I'm also getting a better sense of shifting properly. It's encouraging to notice improvement and with most sports that's what keeps me going back. Achieving some mastery. Oh and the fact the male Mt Bikers have damn fine legs and butts to look at. We all have our differing motivations.

Again there was a few of those golden moments riding along, going full tilt and remembering being a kid biking and that ellusive sense of freedom and being in the moment. The cool of the wind along the skin, the movement of the bike through the gravel. The difference now is that at the end of the ride we open beers instead of gulping cool-aid. But from the happy looks on the rest of riders faces, not much else has changed.