Believe it or not, Mitch was able to convince me to race my first XC race in five or so years today. It's too bad that the race wasn't today though, turns out it is next week...so all that work for naught Mitch! Since he and Duane and I had already planned on riding we decided to head to Hobby Park anyways to get in some dirt. Inevitably my bike was making some racket and I had managed to allow one of my crankarms to loosen up even after being a gorilla the last time this happened. It was definitely sweltering in the woods, so we decided to only do one lap, but it was good to get out nonetheless. Unfortunately, riding at Hobby only amplifies my desire to ride somewhere else, as in almost anywhere else. I like some of the features there, but you never quite escape the feeling of being in a tiny park in city limits which, for me, really inhibits my ability to enjoy being on the mountain bike. I have more of the mindset that when I am going on a mountain bike ride, there should be at least one point in the ride where you feel really "out there." I'm feeling some Pisgah next week before school starts back up! Pisgah!
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