Years ago (like 7ish?), we were mountain biking on a trail south of Denver and I freaked out turning on a simple switchback. I literally tipped over moving less than 1 MPH – my boney elbow dug deep into the back of my ribcage. About 2 weeks, and 5 airplane flights later, I realized a rib was cracked, but only after I almost passed out in a client meeting. That was awesome. I have hardly touched a mountain bike since….then along came 2020.
When Covid hits and all you have to do is play in the mountains of Colorado, you pretty much have to give it a go – if nothing else, to get out of your comfort zone and shake things up a bit. So I did. And I loved it. I bought a new full suspension bike that rides like buttah. Now I am obsessed with it and want to ride all the time. I still suck at it and am still afraid of breaking another rib or worse. But I do it anyway. Slowly.
“Feel the fear and do it anyway”
Beginner/intermediate trails are about all I can handle. I’ll never be a bomber rider and that’s just fine with me. You will never see me on a black diamond trail on purpose. Fear is such a crazy thing – I do believe it holds us back from truly living a full life. It comes in all shapes and sizes.
Thought I would share some images of where our wheels took us this summer. I was scared and uncomfortable most of the time, but also felt free, confident and exhilarated!
“Life begins where fear ends”
Like everyone else, we are finding new ways to be entertained, feel alive and keep our sh*t together!!
Has anyone else picked up a new hobby this year?
Sure hope everyone is holding up ok!
…..i choose this….