I went mountain biking yesterday for the first time in two years. I could almost hear my bike whispering to me as I pointed my front tire down my first stretch of desert singletrack: "Patrick, where have you been?" I tried to find the words to explain that I had been busy trying to recover from a back surgery, but the only thing I could think to say was, "let me enjoy this moment."August 24, 2008
Together Again with My Blur
I went mountain biking yesterday for the first time in two years. I could almost hear my bike whispering to me as I pointed my front tire down my first stretch of desert singletrack: "Patrick, where have you been?" I tried to find the words to explain that I had been busy trying to recover from a back surgery, but the only thing I could think to say was, "let me enjoy this moment."
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I can hear my own bike whispering all the way from Utah. Or maybe its the discomfort from my belly hanging over my belt.
Greg hillarious!!!!
I am beyond excitement for you Patrick..... Let it continue onnnnnnnnnn.
Today's ride went much better than the first. I've discovered that it's easier to ride in cloudy/rainy 90-degree weather as opposed to sunny 100-degree weather.
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