After a couple workouts on the double pole machine, my leg has been feeling much better. It just needed a few days to heal up, and now its doing great!
It has been absolutely beautiful here the last several days… warm, sunny, the trees are starting to change colors… so on Friday morning when I woke up, I decided to go for a nice easy hour and a half mountain bike ride. I started biking down the trail that connects me to some nice easy trails I have biked several times before, but a side trail caught my eye. I felt like a little exploring would be fun, so I took it. It was a beautiful trail that lead me to another trail, that lead me to a loop that I have run before. So my plan was to bike the loop and then go back home the way I came. It was going to be a perfect hour and a half ride… BUT I did the loop and I missed the trail that I had come in on, so I turned around and headed back. This time being extra alert for the trail that had gotten me there. It must be some crazy disappering super secret trail or something because I could not find it at all! But I did find another trail that headed in the same direction as my mystery trail, so I figured I could just take that one. So I took that trail down. It was a super fun trail, all downhill with some nice switchbacks, and it popped me out onto a road. Sweet! Now all I had to do was follow the road down the mountain to my apartment! I biked in the direction of home, and thought I was in for a nice coast down the mountain for the rest of my ride. But I was wrong. I could see where I wanted to be… WAY down the mountain, and I was climbing again, and then a switchback later heading in the wrong direction. So I climbed for a while, passed some workers in someones yard, and then I started heading back down the mountain… then back up and past the workers again, and again! Since I was obviously going in circles, I stopped to ask the workers that I passed several times for directions OFF the top of the mountain. They were very nice and told me how to get home. It involved me going down the mountain on the opposite side that I wanted to be on, but at least it would get me into town and I could find my way back home from there! So by the time I biked back to my place I had been out for over 3 hours and 10 minutes. NICE.
