That was last night… followed by an apocalyptic thunderstorm. Fortunately I was hope by then. This week has been a taper week/super busy week at work (seems to be the norm now). I am finding that maybe I went a little too hard with the boys last weekend. I was excited to have the fitness to be able to keep up, but I had to go pretty hard on Sat and Sun last week. I’m hoping I recover just in time for Marathon Nationals on Saturday!!!
Tuesday, I took the new hard tail (i.e. crotch rocket) out to putz around Marshall Mesa for a little bit. The hot sun actually felt good and my skin thankfully soaked in the extra humidity in the air. Last night, I rode with my friend, Mark, and his friends. They do a fun group ride once a week in the summer, and I decided to go. I definitely wanted to ride my HT on some rocky trails again before making the questionable decision to race it on Saturday.
The ride was great and different from what I’m used to. Just by association, I usually end up riding with pro guys, racers, or former racers… which while all mountain bikers just love to ride, is a slightly different scene from people who ride purely for recreation. Oddly enough, it has been awhile since I did not ride with “racers.” I got out of the car and I felt actually sheepish with what I was wearing. Dave Wiens sometimes says he doesn’t like to wear his kit out riding, and I never quite understood that until last night. Everyone was relaxed in baggies, very comfortable positions on their bikes, hydration packs (all super awesome)… and there I was… in my Euro looking lime green kit with a matching helmet, matching bike, name on the bike, and a super aggressive position. I love wearing my kit and I love my bikes, but I was worried I’d make others feel uncomfortable and was afraid that the people I didn’t know would think of me as some asshole pro showing up on their ride. The only thing that redeemed me was my busted ass Nissan Sentra that I drive to get to the TH, and was the only one without an actual bike rack. 🙂 It’s definitely my own insecurity, mainly because I once was a recreational rider who was intimidated by racers (and still am sometimes at the start line, admittedly!) It ended up being just fine and I was accepted into the group, and we got a fun 2 hours in together. I will definitely be back to ride with those guys too! My point is that what I love about mountain biking is that we can all just go for a ride. I am not sure this is true, but it just feels different than if the situation were reversed and it were a road ride. I guess the first deal is that most roadies don’t wear baggies. 🙂
My camera is starting to die…it’s been to the last ring of Dante’s Inferno and back on my rides, so the photo quality suffered a bit, but here is a photo recap:
I had to stop and capture this moment. It’s nights like these where you are happy to be alive and on two wheels.
What a freaking night… we rode till the sun started to go down.
So we rode the hobbit trails a couple times, and some of the other West Mag trails. I’m pretty happy that I am feeling much more comfortable on my hard tail. Not as comfortable as my FS bike, but I will get there. Race 50 miles in Breckenridge on it, and I’ll be either one with the bike, or a bloody, sweating heap. 🙂
This is one of the wettest summers i have ever experienced… things are STILL green here. Wow. Welcome to the jungle.
You may have noticed that yesterday was Wednesday, and the past 2 weeks I had done short track. This time, I skipped it because I’m kind of tired from the weekend and didn’t want to do more damage. I still had my spirit though and rocked the Wed night socks. I may change the title from “short track socks” to “wed socks” 🙂 Jeff got them at Interbike from the Sock Guy. He knows them and gets some secret awesome socks…which I steal and wear. 🙂 I have some great ideas for socks… maybe I should pitch them and be their sock person!! Here they are for the week:
I am heading up to Breckenridge today and looking forward to it. I am also sort of wishing I was racing the Breck Epic as sick as that sounds…. 🙂
I WANT THOSE SOCKS!!!!!! Do they come in extra small!?!?!
Enjoy that HT! It’s good for you b/c it’s FUN!
I don’t see what the socks say beyond the first word?
I think most mountain bikers get along, just get them on a bike and on some sweet trails and everyone’s happy! Hier j’ai fait une ride avec un gars en team kit qui est de passage au Canada pour faire les Coupes du Monde XC à Bromont et Mont Sainte-Anne… Pas de stress, on s’est amusé dans des singletracks.
The socks say “fuck yeah.” I have some sock idea inventions cooking in the oven… see if I can make my own happen. 🙂
Dan..gerous! J’espere voyager au Canada a bientot… l’annee prochaine?? Ou… Trans Rockies ou BC Bike Race. C’est une reve, et je souhaite visiter Quebec et Montreal!
Go for the stars-and-strips jersey. Good luck. Then, as soon as you cross the line while lapping the second place rider, do some crazy dance that makes it on youtube and gets 90 million hits. yea. 🙂
haha, awesome! I wish… unfortunately winning isn’t looking to be a likely option. 🙁
At least Dave has a great shot!!!
sounds like someone hasn’t try FLUID yet.
So cool to hear you talk about when you used to be “that girl” (recreational rider)…now you’re someone people look up to (pro racer)…what a cool transition…and what a cool way to make your blog rock out! Keepin it real…that’s what makes the best…the best!
Kick some farkin’ tail this weekend!! 🙂
I used to make fun of cyclists on the road… like, “Look at that dork in that bright colored spandex!! Why does he have pockets on his shirt?”
As long as people have the right attitude it shouldn’t matter if they’re in a bling kit or cut off jeans. If you show up to a chill group with a “I will crush your soul and then ride you into a tree” attitude they yes, you’re an ass. But at the end of the day, we’re all just riding bikes so who cares about the clothes…..as long as they have a little mud on them of course! 🙂
Nice looking group ride. Have fun this weekend!