After weeks of being sick, I finally felt good enough to
pedal my bike around in the woods. I’m
still not one hundred percent, but I’m good enough to spin the ol’ legs a
bit. I’ve been organizing night rides
every Tuesday, but I skipped last week because of my illness. I didn’t want to disappoint the regular crew
we have out there, so I made sure I didn’t miss another one.
I almost screwed the whole thing up though.
I’m working far away from that particular trail this month,
so I loaded up my truck with everything I needed for a nighttime mountain bike
adventure. Bike, helmet, shoes, gloves, cycling-specific
clothing, etc. As I rolled out from work
with plenty of time to get to the trail though, I realized that I forgot one
important thing…
Lights.
Since lights are pretty much required when riding trails at
night, I decided to head back home to get them and hopefully get to the trail
on time. In my weakened condition, I
didn’t feel like I could ride the trail Jedi style. On the way home, the thought crossed my mind
to just stay there and abandon the ride.
That would mean disappointing the folks I ride with, plus it would be
yet another day without riding. Damn
that. I needed to be on my bike.
I made it home, grabbed my bag o’ lights, and made the mad
dash through traffic to get to the trail.
It pretty much sucked to get there, but I made it on time. In fact, I was the first one there. The rest of the crew showed up one by one,
and we headed out into the darkness.
I felt pretty good for not using my legs in a while. My lungs actually felt great, and I led us
around at a pace that was good for all of us.
Thinking I would only get one lap in, we huddled up at the end of the
trail to discuss our next move. At that
moment I realized that I was down for another lap.
I didn’t lead this one, because I wanted to take it
easy. The pace was much faster this
time, and I didn’t really have any problem keeping up. My legs felt a little squishy, but they had
ample power to get me through the darkness at a quick pace. We did two laps and I felt pretty damn good,
even though I’m still a little sick.
It was so freaking awesome to get out and ride. Maybe I should do it again sometime.
1 comment:
Glad to hear you're gettin' back after it.
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