Upon @JesseEisner's prompting Seth and I decided to try Florida Canyon for my first mountain bike ride ever.
I tried so hard I nearly blacked out.
Things I remember:
1) My arms rattling so hard on downhill that I thought they were going to shake out of their sockets.
2) Ass pain. The seat on my clunker is efficient in one way: it was designed by the Marquis Du Sade to torture any fool stupid enough to ride this bike.
3) PURE JOY. If you don't ride, you don't know. If you do, well... pour yourself a tall pint tonight and toast the joy of mountain bikes, there is nothing like it in the world.
I am hooked.
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