A random smattering of stuff/lessons I have picked up since getting a fat bike.
The joy of the Mountain Bike road trip.
I am an overall metamorphic blob of the feel-skees.
Fear and getting over it.
Well, sort of.
Coughing up lungs, slaying dragons, riding the jellies and crashing into trees
Let me tell you this; the heart is a fickle ally.
Praying to Spring and the Goddess of MTB