i had a GREAT ride today.
i was sitting in my basement and i heard the call of my bike again... so i suited up and headed out.
as usual, rode over to my highschool, which is adacent from the trails i ride, to fill up. i was meandering up the parking lot at a leasurely 10mph, when a carload of seniors pulls up behind me(note: this is a large wide parking lot, they could have easily passed me) and start honking thier horn and screaming "GET OUTTA THE WAY *******! STUPID FAGGET!! NICE HELMET *****!" while laughing raciously and the like.
i pulled up onto the curb and they pull up next to me and the vocal baggering continues... i'm starting to get a little frustrated so i ride off into the woods and wait for them to go away.
they leave, i fill up my bottles, buy my powerade from the machine, and head out.
i get to the trails and tell myself that i'm gonig to ride harder, faster, and more confidently than ever.
boooy did i ever!!
i averaged something like 15mph through the singletracks... the uphill double track slowed me down because its insanely technical..
i started worring less about controlling my speed and more about controlling my LINE. i relized that when i focused on handling instead of being afraid of going too fast, i discovered a whole new flow and style to my biking. it was like flying.
i went through about 5 miles of trails.. then headed back to the highschool, refilled, and biked around my town center for a while taking it easy. headed home... decided to joyride through some of the rich-people streets... was wandering around admiring the BMWs and Mercedes they all have... i felt sooo relaxed from getting everything out on those trails..
ah i love this sport.