No one can ride a mountain for you. Be prepared to feel so tired that you truly believe you cannot go on. Be ready to admit to fatigue and, yes, dejection. There is no such thing as an easy ride up a mountain.
Monday, June 09, 2008
Another beautiful day in paradise
It was sunny. I went for a ride. On the mountain bike. At Belmont. I went up. I came down. Very hard. My head hit a tree. I took some photos. I rode back. I had fun. Think I'll do it again.
A recovering DJ and musician and lifelong habitual bike rider, my world revolves around pedalling, writing, wrenching and swilling.... Born and bred in Newcastle NSW Australia, I have been living in the windy city of Wellington, New Zealand since January 2007. I came for the mountain biking, and stayed for the... mountain biking and road riding. I don't much care if you don't want to hear about it, I'm going to tell you anyway.
3 comments:
You are living the dream!!!
I am so jealous - I really miss NZ ,hills and all!
Over here it is utter crap -it nearly dries out , then , whammo -more rain
I think we are going to have to do a roadtrip when you get back -the VPP Roadshow!
I'll ride the 5.5....
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