What Goes Up, Must Come Down
Joe and I have been mountain biking lately. Riding the trails about 5 minutes from our house in the evenings. Getting to the top last night was a test, but the views were incredible!
I mistakenly thought this was the top, but we decided to go up a bit more, and this was our view before we started going down.
The downhill is so fun, yet focused. It’s nice to have nothing else on my mind while riding!
I did great until the very last switchback, (I was determined to make it around without stopping this time) I panicked and grabbed the wrong brake… Today I’m a little bruised and sore, and have a few bandages on my hand and knee, but I can’t wait to go back and do it again!
What’s your stress reliever?