Yesterday finally felt like summer to me and it was glorious. The singletrack is drying out nicely and the feeling of the sun on my bare arms brought a huge smile to my face.
I met up with Gabe at 10am and planned to chase him around the Snow King trails for a couple of hours. Upon my arrival he informed me that we would be in the company of a celebrity today and that I better get my game face on. Our rock star friend Amanda was in town between winning 100-mile races and training at altitude for the Firecracker 50 and decided to join us. So now I had two really fast people to chase around.
Three dudes and a PRO
What a blast! The Snow King trails are so sweet and I don't ride them enough but I am going to make it point to get over there more this year. Halfway through our loop we ran into Kyle and he spun it around to join us for the rest of our loop.
The posse was still going strong at the two hour mark when I decided to stick to my plan and head back to the truck. My brain wanted to ride all friggin' day but since I raced eight hours last Saturday, and with the Cream Puff three weeks away, it wouldn't have been the smart thing to do. The swoopy descent back to the trailhead ensured that I would have perma-grin the rest of the day. Nice.