Mountain biking (& outdoor activities in general) is my only means of escaping the numbness that makes up day-to-day life. I live a comfortable & happy life, but comfort gets boring. When you're out in the wilderness, even just for a few hours a week, it's you vs mother nature. You have to rely on every single one of your senses to push yourself to the limits, while keeping in mind that if you push yourself too hard, it might be a very long & painful walk back to the trail head. When I'm in nature is the only time I feel truly awake...like the rest of my life is just an excuse for living to keep life easy & simple, but not truly fulfilling. It gives me balance...which is probably a big part of why I've been so cranky lately...2 weeks since I've seen the trail head


EDIT: ^Funny, Ed & I seem to have opposite views of the true importance of mountain biking in life. I guess that's the difference between a college-aged bachelor & a grown family man