So, you who know me, know I am pretty darn lazy. So in Saturday I got a call from my sister at 7:30am wanting me to go riding with her, as her friend was sick. I was like “Hell No !”, but she managed some how to talk me in to it.
We headed over to Woodhill Bike Park on to a bike, and 5 minutes later my thighs were burning, 10 minutes they were killing, and 15 minutes later every seconds breath contained a concoction of swear words.
It was hard work, but fun, I didn’t go over any serious or even semi-serious jumps. It was the first time I have been on a bike in years, and may even go again this weekend. I popped a couple of wheelies, and didn’t even fall off!
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