Good weather again.

I went to the gym to lift weights and to do that damn cardio when I see a guy jogging.  That made me realize that the weather is nice enough to ride and it hasn't rained lately so I should be able to go riding on the trails.

I go to the gym and do calves and arms then I go home and get ready for the ride.  I take the trailer off the bike, check the tires, and jump on my bike.  It's a half mile to the trails and I'm loosening up on the way over there, stretching and zig zagging on the road to limber up.  Then I hit the dirt, I go through some of the dips and depressions left over from where trucks got stuck in the mud and then it's my first downhill flight.

WOOHOO.

If you don't ride, you might not understand.  Let's just say it was a blast.  When I'm going downhill I still pedal because I need that speed to go back uphill; unfortunately, a lot of the downhill parts do a hairpin turn to go uphill.  Fun choice, brake and lose speed or go full tilt and possibly lose control and break something important.

As the mountain bike people put it "Chicks think scars are sexy."  I know what I'm going to start doing from now on.