That Hurt!

I took the cross bike up to the mountain to ride some forest roads today. All I can say is YIKES!!!! I underestimated how brutal these road actually are, and about 2 miles into the ride found myself thinking I made a big mistake! LOL! I thought my ride time would be faster than on my 29er. Not sure if it was or not, but I do know it FELT like freaking forever due to the fact that the high speed down hills that my fat 29er tires and suspension soak up like thirsty sponge and allow me to hit speeds of 35+ MPH, had me gripping the bars with fear, clutching the brakes, and getting jiggled all over the place, and feeling like someone was bashing my forearms and wrists with a baseball bat. And these days once I start jiggling, it could go all night!

The worst wast climbing the STEEP loose gravel of Dick Everwood School Road (I made that up, because I forge the name right now and am too lazy to map it). I ran out of gears and was walking by the first switchback. Standing was not an option due to the grade and loose gravel.


I eventually stopped and let some air out of the tires. They were way to hard. Once I had added some squish to the roll, it got a bit better. I really wish I would have had this bike earlier in the year, because I have no doubt that forcing myself to do these ride would make me a better rider. 'Cause while the gearing is a bit better than my road bike, it's ain't no mountain bike! I found myself pushing my legs further than I have in a while today. That is to say, the pain was a welcome reminder of what I can do, and what I need to do to return to my mediocre at best racing ability.


I took more pics, but really don't have time to mess with 'em right now. Maybe tomorrow. Got some friends coming over for food and beer.

Later.