A recent thread on TMTB has inspired me to come clean and confess to some little known (and often, things you don’t want to know) truths in my mountain biking past.
|_ _ it happens.|
- Once dropped a deuce on my favorite numbered trail…hey when you gotta go, you gotta go.
- My first time riding Uwharrie, dropped a deuce in 30 degree weather. Some walkers passing by politely pretended they did not see me as I squatted against a tree.
- Dropped a deuce (#3 really) on Black Mountain…then again, who hasn’t? It was my first time there (PMBAR preride) but sadly, I had it coming out of both ends. Not a good day.
I know what some of you are thinking, maybe I should just list the trails that have not been fertilized with my waste product, but rejoice, only the three above mentioned trails have been blessed. On a side note, I guess when people say I am full of sh!#, they are indeed correct.
On with the list.
- Yes, I work Umstead into my riding plan for two reasons, one, it is a great workout. Two, eye candy galore! Confessing here, not apologizing.
- I don’t like riding “Rocky” trails. Why? I don’t like getting hurt. When confessing this to a fellow rider recently, they inquired, “So, you get hurt every time you ride that trail?” I answered, “No, just every other time...” I just don’t like those odds.
- I would really like to be one of the top 40+ guys in the area. Unfortunately, my desire for ribs, beer, salty snacks, ice-cream (you get the picture) out-weighs (literally and figuratively) my desire to do what it takes to step up to the next level. L
- I like riding my road bike. I do not like riding the roads of North Carolina; however in California, where the shoulders are wide and the bike lanes are plenty, I will be on the road again.
More confessions coming as I recall them.