Looking back at some of my recent work reveals a focus on a bunch of new components and bikes, a couple of short pieces on a chain tool and tasty energy bar, and a jumble of words that add up to me
complaining about trails being toned down so more people take part in our beloved sport. Given all of that, I wouldn't blame you for assuming that I'm a bit of a a*shole who glares at babies, hates puppies, and takes life way too seriously. However, my co-workers, past teachers, and current girlfriend will all unhappily attest to that not being the case, and that I often sport a shit eating grin for no obvious reason other than whatever mountain bike ride I did last. That's as good a reason as any, right? After all, I have more smile-inducing moments during an average pedal through the forest than I'd get from spending an hour in a bouncy castle with Scarlett Johansson, although I would love to test that theory out to be sure.
Friends, bikes, and mountains. It doesn't get much better, does it?
That train of thought - the bit about riding, not Scarlett - got me thinking about what I enjoy most about being on my bike, something that turned out to be a really hard thing for me to pinpoint. I can tell you why I need Tim Hortons everyday of the week (it's obviously the small amount of cocaine that they put in the coffee and donuts), and justify my belief that every bike should be black (it's the best colour, duh) and how no bikes should come with a handlebar that measures less than 780mm (it's the best width, duh), but I can't give you one main reason why pedalling a bike on singletrack makes me happier than anything else in this world. Even more than the thought of Ms. Johansson battling gravity in an inflatable kid's play park. Can you?
I like the fitness aspect - but if that were my sole purpose, I would be a roadie or XC racer. I love the "oh crap" moments of scaring myself or successfully managing a tough section of trail, but if it were just the adrenaline or scary moments that I ride for, I would ride do dirt jumping, Rampage riding and all of the scary trails in my backyard that I avoid. I hate the process of recovering from injury. Camaraderie is great, but I ride alone a lot. Finally, I don't see mountain biking (or any sport) as an escape from real life - it is a part of the fabric of real life.
yr 1: for fitness
yr 2: to increase my technical ability
yr 3: (new bike) explore
yr 4: get my kids into it
yr 5: fun & finding limits
i may get neg'd to death, but, riding is not always 'fun'. Just the other day, trails so slippy, creak i havent located, fork not getting full travel since my new 50mm stem swap, mosquito fest, booby traps by bored summer campers. BUT the next evening was nirvana. Live to Ride
I have no clue who that wise man was but he was right, work and all the crap that goes with being an adult is just a means to afford your real life, mountain biking.
But also, I do function well with a little bit of risk in my life. Someone once told me that, without the presence of death, life is more mundane. I learned that from ice and alpine climbing, which mountain biking has replaced.
But I don't go out to put myself in precarious positions on purpose; just enough fear to make the hair on the back of my neck stand up and pay attention. After all, I do have to have functional arms, legs (and a brain) to hold my wife and toddler with at the end of the day.
Oh, and I love my riding friends, my awesome bike, and my time on the trail with my Black Labrador, Olive, too.
Is that enough reasons? As someone else said, "D- all of the above"
Cheers!
I keep thinking about it until my next ride...That is just...Why I ride my bike !
I can get home soaked and muddy(in the wet) or all covered with dust(if it's dry), but still my wife and kids would think it's just the normal me and my bike.
Normal time after biking i can just have a big grin, all day and if i'm happy my family is happy too.
A better bike time means a better family time for me..
Yeah, it's still just like that....
First started because I wanted to do MX but there was no help from parents so it turned into BMX with a Chopper bike, then turned into proper bike with the years and being able to go everywhere was also my transportation. Started racing and the love of competition became passion, raced in USA, Mexico and Guatemala winning some championships.
Then getting a sponsor became a bigger part of my life since with the money I was able to pay for a vw bug and pay almost for all Law School. The traveling all over the country to race was great but years went by and something new came....Mountainbikes.
Made the transfer and my love for the mountains was completed doing it in my Mtb. Have raced DH since it started in Mexico since 1990 and even after open heart surgery still ride as much as possible and hit decent size jumps.
I have taught techniques and riding to little kids, met my wife riding, made very good friens, thanks to a riding so much it helped on my recovery from surgery sooo. Do you need any more reasons to keep riding? I hope I die in my bike at 82 or 83 riding a great and green trail.
Cheers
Everything about it, training, the stress on the start line, relief after having a good run, meeting up with hundreds of bikers... As a bonus this means being fit and exploring new trails, areas, regions, countries even!
"Racing is Life - Everything Else is Just Waiting" Steve McQueen
I live bikes since I was 5. That is all I think about, all I do, in school I would not do homework or put it off just so that I can fix this or paint that. I meditate while looking at random bike site, looking at products, trends, the works. I know most bike parts by article number I cannot stop building new bikes and all I am is bikes, bikes, bikes. It's not about escaping real life, it is life, Freeriding, mud, crashes, being a poser, getting angry when you see someone wearing a Oakley/Scott/Fox/TLD/Vans etc. T-shirts and all they do is play World of Warcraft or watch like How I Met Your Mother...
When I'm not thinking about bikes, all of the above applies to cars
Roll on and let the other stuff roll away
www.youtube.com/watch?v=lLCEUpIg8rE
I call them "civilians".
Adventure begins at the end of our comfort zone.