- Fly to Bishop – Flights Now Available - 01/20/2022
- Banff Centre Mountain Film Festival World Tour – Santa Cruz - 01/12/2022
- ENO FieldDay Blanket - 12/11/2021
A mountain biking addict reflects on why we ride
By Sarah Hansing
“Ok… but it’s going to be a slow ride…”
This was my text message response to my friend. It is the human equivalent of rolling over and showing your belly to a dominant dog.
“It’s ok” she replied. “I’m feeling low energy today.”
She’s a strong rider. I know, because I stalk her on Strava. (I’m not proud.)
Her response did not make me feel better, necessarily.
Maybe it’s because I used to race bikes. It’s been awhile since the last race, technically, but that mentality tends to stick with you, if you’re the competitive type, which I just so happen to be.
This could get ugly. This could get painful. Maybe I shouldn’t ride with her until I feel more fit. Maybe I should just ride alone. What if I hold her back? What if I can’t keep up? What if…
Pride and fear can keep you from a lot of good things. Bike rides, for example. You should sometimes ignore Pride and Fear.
Because this is what happened: it wasn’t my trail, it wasn’t my home turf, and it sure as hell wasn’t my fitness advantage. Sometimes I walked when she rode. Sometimes I thought I was going to throw up a little. (To be quite honest, sometimes I thought she was being hateful, and trying to get me back for that one time I bailed out on a ride with her, but that’s another story entirely.)
But it wasn’t a race. It was two friends and a dog in the woods. It was a different place, and a different pace. And it was AWESOME!
Views I hadn’t seen, trails I hadn’t ridden, places I would have never known to ride, and the type of laughter that makes you feel like a little kid again. Mountain biking is the adult equivalent to calling up a friend and asking “Hey! Do you wanna go outside and play?”
So stop worrying about keeping up. Just go outside and play.