Not sure if you’ll get out to do any mountain biking this weekend,
but here’s a story that captures in a kooky kind of way the
way a lot of us feel who have taken up mountain biking at one point or another. Granted I haven’t done a lot of biking
since moving to New York, but fondly do I think about the days in Seattle when I biked most every day. And so I read
with a chuckle this piece on a guy’s first experience biking. The pain, the struggle, the expense….the bliss. A quick,
easy read for a Sunday afternoon.