Living the New Dirt Life

Today I finally got back on a real trail. It's been a long six months. It felt so very good to hear the crunch of tires on dirt.

I had a blast, but it was not without difficulty. The pain was relatively easy to endure, but the lack of mobility was tough. There would be absolutely no way to climb out of the saddle without bar ends. You can see that I am not symmetrical yet. My left arm has to be straighter at the elbow to compensate for my wrist.

Still, it was hard not to have a goofy grin on my face the entire time.

I put in a solid 34 miles and felt good from a fitness standpoint. Hopefully I am not suffering from too much wrist pain tomorrow because of it.

Later.

New Ride

I'm not quite ready to ride on the dirt yet, but I am getting close. In preparation I picked up a cheap Redline Monocog off Craigslist.

I tore it apart and built it back up with parts I had on hand. I think the seatpost is about the only stock part left.

I've never liked riding a single speed with a suspension fork, but there is no way I can ride on trails with a rigid fork at this point. Maybe someday.

Later.