Sunday morning felt nice and easy. Lionel Richie was really on to something.
Kenny and I rode along with our bikes loaded in the “Free Candy” van. The cloud ceiling was hanging low and looked like cotton batting across the sky. The temperatures stayed in the very comfortable upper 50s all day.
I sat there on the super-70s sheepskin seat cover making a deal with myself that I would work toward putting some of my fear demons to bed on this ride; that I would give myself a break and relax.
After unloading our bikes, we headed down the dusty road towards the woods and I felt… hopeful.
Throughout the day, I didn’t feel that same hesitation that I’d had about things just two weeks prior. I felt more natural heading up and down the hills, more fluid riding through the tight trees and over obstacles.
Overall I’m tip-toeing forward but at least I’m going in the right direction. I feel pretty good about that.
Its great to have people to watch and learn from. What I appreciate most is their patience and encouragement.
Another great day in the books. Can’t wait until next time!