Needless to say my first ride since mid July was kind of eventful. I went to the Deer Park section of Allamuchy and three cars pulled into the parking lot as I was unloading the bike. The guys in two of the cars dropped one car off and left in the other car together. Couldn't quite figure that one out. The other guy was getting ready for a trail run, I knew he was serious because he was actually stretching! I left the parking lot and had to stop and adjust my shoe, and catch my breath. I got to a fairly technical uphill and my breathing doubled... actually it was the running guy, he caught me, yes and passed me. In fact that was the last I saw of him the rest of my ride. What a great way to start a ride, getting passed by a guy running! Ugh. Most of the ride went ok, I did kick up a boulder, yes a boulder, and it was the size of a truck, I swear! Anyway, this boulder whacked me in the shin pretty good. Yeah, it left a mark.
So, I'm finally on my way back towards the car and can't decide whether to do the last section of trail. I hopped a log and... I grabbed the wrong pair of shoes, because the cleat is all worn out and my foot releases from the pedal, I fall off the bike and my thigh ends up getting wedged between the tire and the brakes. Yes, I'm still riding v-brakes and yes it left one heck of a mark! I could barely pedal the last section of trail!
I usually stop and grab a bite to eat on my way home after I ride in Jersey. Well, you Delaware folks may have all your fancy-smancy, authentic, awesome Mexican restaurants for your post ride meals. Jersey has this:
How's that for a post-ride meal? I forgot how slimy they are.
The next day I could barely walk up and down the stairs! And my butt is quite sore from sitting on the saddle! In fact, I'm standing right now as I'm typing this.
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