I started to venture back on the bike this weekend. Easing myself back into riding. Admittedly riding a bit scared, but riding nonetheless. It was fabulous.
Yesterday I had the pleasure of riding with one of my all time favorite training partners, and old friend Ethan. Ethan hasn't been riding or racing as much in recent years, but I was excited to bomb around Lums Pond and show him the cross loop there.
Ethan drives the bike like he was preparing to race states this weekend. I'll admit I was letting off the gas through a twisty section and he flew by me effortlessly and took good hard aggressive lines. He forced me to step it up to regain the front. We chopped each other in corners just like the old days at cross practice. Up a quick the punchy one, he scampered past me flashing me a smile as he passed. As he sat on my wheel I knew that at times he was suffering a bit, but it didn't keep him from coaching me up, "don't stop pedaling there..." " nice drift through that sandy corner..."
I was good times, just like 2007...
Thanks Ethan. I needed that...
respect
fatmarc
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