It begins with a couple of pedal strokes. Round and Round the wheels turn and your off like a shot. Sounds straightforward? Traveling across rural scenery. I love it. Edinburgh should be called the Happy Trails city once you get away out of the city there are a million of places to run, walk, hike or bike. I go mountain biking every Monday night with the club.
For the first 5 minutes my muscles burn, it feels like I am dragging myself through mud and being stewed alive all at the same time. Then we arrive at the peak of the tiny hill and punish myself for being such a wimp. I eventually I figure out I was riding in a higher gear instead of changing doon to 1st. I give myself a minute to recover and then I rally doon the hill, almost hitting …show more content…
For a split second I can feel myself airborne as I reach the other side at full speed. I hit a solid rock and cringe as my seat hits me. It's not until a few flying jumps later Keith tells me I should stand on the pedals and lean further back when I'm in the air.
There is one hill I despise climbing. There are not just millions of small rocks nicely laid for those that struggle to hike, but also massive slanting rocks that must be rode. Sweat drops of my head, my legs feel like jelly, my heart pounding. Then I begin to wonder why I bothered to wake up in the first place. Finally, I reach the summit and see the valley down below. Now the fun really begins!!!
It seems like a vertical drop, gan doon the mountain. I was fed up of counting how many people and dogs I only just miss at reckless speed. I slammed into a large rock and for a second my heart feels like it is going to stop. At this reckless speed a fall will be like having my skin peeled off. I don’t want to not be able to go mountain biking ever again I was saying to myself in my head. My bike fishtails drastically and I narrowly miss a nice old lady hiking up with her old chum. She wasn’t too chuffed afterwards, shouting ungrateful words …show more content…
I find myself airborne. Most of me screams, I'm going to die. I'm going to die, I just feel it. The rest of me is whooping at the top of my lungs, Yeeeehaaaaaw! I land and nearly hit another pair of oldies and their puppy. I felt so bad. The puppy jumped out of its skin.
Then reality kicks in when I return to the van where Keith is waiting, I'm no longer in a rush to catch up. The last of the energy seeps out when I attempt to lift my bike into the van. Now the cramp sets in.
We arrive at the food haven, while me, Keith and Mitchell go to costa the rest go to that horrible place McDonalds. On the way back, Braden wanted to go through telly tubby land (I don’t know why but he did). I tried to get some shut eye but it did not work as someone was chatting the whole way back. Oo got back, painfully unloaded the van (it was like you were lifting things that weighed a tonne) then homebound it
For the first 5 minutes my muscles burn, it feels like I am dragging myself through mud and being stewed alive all at the same time. Then we arrive at the peak of the tiny hill and punish myself for being such a wimp. I eventually I figure out I was riding in a higher gear instead of changing doon to 1st. I give myself a minute to recover and then I rally doon the hill, almost hitting …show more content…
For a split second I can feel myself airborne as I reach the other side at full speed. I hit a solid rock and cringe as my seat hits me. It's not until a few flying jumps later Keith tells me I should stand on the pedals and lean further back when I'm in the air.
There is one hill I despise climbing. There are not just millions of small rocks nicely laid for those that struggle to hike, but also massive slanting rocks that must be rode. Sweat drops of my head, my legs feel like jelly, my heart pounding. Then I begin to wonder why I bothered to wake up in the first place. Finally, I reach the summit and see the valley down below. Now the fun really begins!!!
It seems like a vertical drop, gan doon the mountain. I was fed up of counting how many people and dogs I only just miss at reckless speed. I slammed into a large rock and for a second my heart feels like it is going to stop. At this reckless speed a fall will be like having my skin peeled off. I don’t want to not be able to go mountain biking ever again I was saying to myself in my head. My bike fishtails drastically and I narrowly miss a nice old lady hiking up with her old chum. She wasn’t too chuffed afterwards, shouting ungrateful words …show more content…
I find myself airborne. Most of me screams, I'm going to die. I'm going to die, I just feel it. The rest of me is whooping at the top of my lungs, Yeeeehaaaaaw! I land and nearly hit another pair of oldies and their puppy. I felt so bad. The puppy jumped out of its skin.
Then reality kicks in when I return to the van where Keith is waiting, I'm no longer in a rush to catch up. The last of the energy seeps out when I attempt to lift my bike into the van. Now the cramp sets in.
We arrive at the food haven, while me, Keith and Mitchell go to costa the rest go to that horrible place McDonalds. On the way back, Braden wanted to go through telly tubby land (I don’t know why but he did). I tried to get some shut eye but it did not work as someone was chatting the whole way back. Oo got back, painfully unloaded the van (it was like you were lifting things that weighed a tonne) then homebound it