Back in the Saddle Again

Or: Why I love Mountain Biking. Today was my first ride of the year! It's been a long time, too long. Due to the procedures and the coumadin I wasnt allowed to ride til now. We rode in Park City, the Lost Prospector Trail and Round Valley. Two great trails for fresh legs! 17 miles of bliss later and I feel renewed. Why do I love Mountain Biking? Here, read this, it tells all:

SINGLETRACK AND THE SOUL

The sun rises,

on a beautiful and serene weekend morning.

The wind whispers gently,

as I stretch,

and poor my morning motivation,

one thought on my mind

Singletrack

Sweet, sweet singletrack

Pulling into the trailhead parking lot

my mind drifts to places only my soul can see

Where only my bike can take me

I hit the dirt, my spirit set free

gliding effortlessly

sailing sweetly

through trees, and meadows, and all that is good

Mud, blood, and miles later

I am transformed

my mind clear, my body strong, my heart soaring

to another place

where joy, pure, unadulterated joy, becomes

a way of life

Singletrack

Sweet, sweet singletrack.

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