Things are sprouting, coming to life, and so am I.
So, fashion crisis handled, I hit the trail with faithful hubby Dan, camera in tow.
Yes. Trail conditions yesterday? "Watch for excessive amounts of ham and cheese on the trail anywhere in the vicinity of Sue."
But seriously, it went pretty well. I wondered how I'd feel the first time out, mentally. I think this is my third season riding. The biggest obstacle for me is always fear. Last year I lost a lot of it, but dialed back my ambition too. This year when I first rode up the trailhead entrance, it felt very natural. I didn't even really think at all, and it didn't feel scary either.
For now I have to just be patient with myself and remember a few things.
-I'm not *too good* for granny gear, not right now. I tend to ride like a single speeder. Shifting is not defeat.
-If I'm not having fun, I'm doing it wrong. Expect dirty rides. Expect to be challenged and not make everything every time. That's the deal, and is not failure.
-This year- ride social. I'm leading a bunch of all-girl rides in an effort to get more gals on the trail. I now know tons more of the guy riders too, and have discovered I really like the social aspect of riding, despite my introverted tendencies.
It feels good to be getting back to ~normal~ (or something, heh heh). It felt really good to ride along and just feel the trail and bike rather than think so much like I have in the past as I've been learning.
It caught me off guard at times, riding along going, "Oh yeah, my shoulder dips right... HERE to avoid this one tree" as it happened, and, to find myself just doing it rather than thinking "Yeah, stay left of that rock, get your face over the bars, keep your butt on the seat and don't quit pedaling" (running down a mental checklist) to get up a difficult climb or whatever. :)