Once I got my training wheels off... I loved riding. I've always had this personal joy of riding. It felt like such great freedom... especially for a kid. I am the kind of person that needs space at times... riding just felt like a good getaway.

Though I didn't ride that much until the last couple years (I wasn't on the bike often at 12-15 years old). I love moving. I love the actual ride of the bike (when I'm riding it feels like its an addition to my body rather than a foreign tool). I love the pain that goes with riding hard. It's almost like I crave it, now. Some days I will go on hard rides when I will be thinking 'why am I doing this? Do I really WANT to?'. Its some sort of addiction