Back in the Saddle

Back in the saddle again, first mountain bike ride in over 2 years. It felt really good to be back. Even if it was a borrowed saddle. I rode with Ted, a buddy of mine, and he had an extra bike. A Cannondale none the less. We rode the Tea Cup trail in Southern Washington. It was great, I got my assed whooped by a guy probably 10 years my senior, and that was pretty sweet. It’s time to dust off the old road bike and lose the “I just spent the last year of my life on my stomach trying to keep my retina from detaching along with having a baby” fat that seemed to have found its way to my gut/ass. It’s going to be a long road.