I posted a status a few days ago on Facebook, something to the tune of riding bikes never gets boring. It really doesn't especially after my wreck. Maybe I should just get honest, it was a "fall over" not a wipe out of any sort. It was my First time EVER clipping in my mountain bike. The 82 miles rode the previous day might be part of the excuse, too. The location of the fall was
almost to the top of where you would start your descent down what has been dubbed "suicide hill." I guess going up is just as suicidal!
But, as stated before, riding bikes for this PARTY OF 5 never, ever gets boring. And now that we have Morgann riding our evening route by herself completely on her trikester, there really isn't any complaining! It's summer, time to ride.
The truth is, with views like this and friends like these girls, Mountain Biking is for everyone!
Even after bruises, bumps, and separated somethings-- I can't wait to get back out there!
