Yesterday was a gift. I guess every day is. But being that the fam was in NY, and I did much of the work on the chicken coop on Saturday (thanky you JIM!) there was nothing to do but ride, ride, ride. Went out with The Man of Joe for about 2 hours in the morning and did a great triple loop of The Acres, Tolle, Stinky and a few other choice places. Came home and rested and ate and headed back out on the single for almost 2.5 hours by myself up into the land of fun. Total mountain bikers seen: 0. Tracks: 1 (R-I was minutes behind you - I need your E - I don't have it). Was up @ 5:50 this morning, and I could walk, so I figured I could ride.
This morning was just bizarre. I should have been wrecked, exhausted, useless...but I felt great. I feel like I am on steroids (ok - now later in teh day I am rooked - but I FELT great). Ran across this cat....pretty wild. There was a 'lair' or nest above it, bones and hair and duff scraped over it...so I am wondering if a cat - ate this cat? The mirror in the middle of the woods was just bizarre...I have NO idea where that came from. It was a crack the sky(e) morning. Some awareness feels awakened.....I can not really explain it...but I feel like I am on HGH. Great week of 80's all week? How long can this go on?