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Preparing to get back on the saddle

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My home was a long way away and I was cursing everyone who had ever talked me into doing a Loonie Race as well as all those people who said the Green Lake Loop "wasn’t bad."

I kept saying over and over again "it’s got to start going downhill soon, it’s has got to start going downhill soon."

And it did.

But the downhill portion of the Green Lake Loop is a steep loose gravel situation. Your back wheel spins out all the time and soon I was over my handlebars, holding a hand that was ripped and bleeding, head spinning, totally stunned.

I was pissed off and at that point I wasn’t just cursing everyone who had talked me into this, I was ready to throw some punches.

When I rolled into Gone Bakery in Alpine near the end of the pack, I was a different woman. I was so dazed and confused and shivery and sore that I couldn’t even drink my beer. That should give you some indication of how bad I was feeling!

Ah, the first Loonie Race of the season. Even now I shudder to think about it. I know it’s just around the corner and I am so wholly unprepared for it.

While we’re on the topic of shuddering I have to admit that I get a nervous feeling in the pit of my stomach when I think about Whistler’s newest trail, Comfortably Numb, which I have yet to do.

The trail opened late last season so I got out of it pretty easily.

I’m thinking Comfortably Numb is going to come up in conversation around mid-June. There’s no way I’ll be good enough shape to do it at the point, if indeed I’m ever in good enough shape to do it.

So I’m going to have to come up with a pre-planned list of excuses to keep me off that trail.

Now to be fair, I’ve heard nothing but great things about Comfortably Numb. But you have to look at the source of this praise. It all comes from what I would call hard-core mountain bikers. (I consider most people in Whistler hard-core.)

I on the other hand like to meander through Train Wreck and stop and talk about the actual train wreck for 15 minutes or so while I catch my breath. Or I like to take in Shit Happens with a good long break splayed out on the rocks midway through the trail.

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