Dum de dum
Well, I am looking forward to this tomorrow:
Yeah, its one of those freeride video things, but there is still a place in my heart for screwing off on big bikes. Just cause I ride a rigid single speed doesn’t mean I don’t have some respect for those folks who throw their bodies off cliffs and rooftops. One of the nice things about getting rid of my freeride bikes is that I am no longer tempted to see how high of a precipice I am tempted to launch my human form off of. I relied way too heavily on my big squishy bike to save my ass, and I think my skills suffered a bit because of it. I do miss the sheer speed that can be attained on a seven inch travel bike, but I can now go half as fast down the same trails and be twice as scared. Which way gets me more for my money? If you are a Charlotte local c’mon to the show. The money goes towards an organization that wants to do no more than make more trails for you to ride on.
I finally got around to cleaning up all my shit from the Cohutta race and putting it in its proper place. My spare tubes are all sticky with Gu, and my messenger bag smelled like a two day old steak. I love getting ready for a race, but I approach the after-race tasks with a certain amount of reluctance and apprehension. I can admit it, my shit stinks.