Yesterday saw Roderick, Marc, Drew and myself riding Rougemont. Gio was with Van up in Tremblant hiking and perhaps trying to spy on the world cup downhill.
The Weather turned out to be the finest, warmest weather of our week-end riding season so far. We spent at least 3 hours pedalling and walking that mountain, it was very hard work.
The trails were mostly dry, and the sun poked out through the clouds for a good part of they day. As usual Rick was like a lizzard to the sunspots...we're so totally opposite that way. Drew was coughing and spitting up a storm (and playing Run DMC)...and I found out that Marc has been doing some power-yoga classes at Lynne Saint-Roch on St. Laurence.
This morning I was still zonked...skipped morning asana...(going to get to the mat in about an hour)...got into work for 10:00. The kink in my neck has been with me for at least three weeks now, and the ride didn't help much...at one point this morning, between the exhasution and the aching neck (and several alarms), I could barely lift my head to roll over...
About 40 minutes of rain today...it really came down...I wish to do a quick night ride with Gio this week...to have some coffee on the trail and to have the world stop for a while...the woods at night have that effect...hope the trails didn't get too soaked so we could have a dryish ride.
The ride provided a connection between fun and the outdoors...a feeling that my old bikemags make me long for, an experience which takes me to a very good place inside.
A place which rekindles a playful approach to life.