I picked myself up quickly, pedaled hard for a few strokes to gain some speed, and promptly clipped a pedal on a rock and flew over my handlebars – over the exposed edge of the trail – into a thicket of willows. It was like landing on a mattress! I peered over the edge of the willows and said a little prayer to the Goddess of Mountain Biking – it was steep!
My dad and I used to spend the long drives discussing race strategies like, “play opossum for the first few miles,” “put a rascal move on the competition when they don’t expect it,” and, “don’t be a wounded animal when you start to feel tired.”
Irreverent Advice #2: Sometimes, it’s okay to flirt the same way you did when you were twelve. Sometimes, it’s okay to kick a little ass in order to get the attention of the person you’ve been crushing on forever. As climbing partners, my boyfriend and I just weren’t that compatible. He loves bouldering and sport