Tuesday evening I planned my second mtn. biking excursion at Westbranch. Joe C. met me there at around 6:30 and after a few minutes of prepping our tires and getting on our gear we were off. I felt like I was more afraid this time than my first time. For some reason I had this fear of getting hurt that I didn’t have last time. I guess maybe it was because I knew that the triathlon was this weekend and I didn’t want to get injured?? Not sure, but I felt more afraid. I told Joe to take it easy on me for a while so that I could get warmed up. Lucky for me Joe knows the trails so I can just follow him and not have to worry about where I am going and I can just concentrate on not falling or running into anything.
It seemed to take me forever before I felt comfortable enough not to have my brake on constantly - but then Joe taught me something that I didn’t know - you’re not supposed to use your back brake as much as your front brake. I didn’t know that and I was using my back brake the majority of the time. This was causing my bike to slide sideways on the downhill scary parts, in turn causing me to be even more afraid. After Joe told me the secret about using the front brake and sitting back on the seat, I was doing MUCH better on the downhills. Also this time I took off the straps I had on my pedals. (Actually Joe took them off since he had tools). Last time I had a heck of a time trying to get my feet in them especially on the up-hill parts where you are trying to get moving as quickly as possible so you don’t lose your momentum. This proved to be very helpful. I was able to just pedal whenever I needed to rather than trying to get my foot in the strap or flipping the pedal around. I also noticed that because my feet weren’t strapped onto the pedal I was using my legs to help me navigate around rocks, tree branches, roots, etc. I think this might be bad, since whenever I do get clipless pedals for my mtn. bike I’m going to have to re-learn not to do that. Joe said it should be ok, since I will have more skills by the time I get them. (Sheesh, I sure hope so!)
I felt kind of bad because Joe had to keep waiting for me. I fell quite a few times - the one time catching my leg between a rock, my bike, and me. It hurt pretty bad and I thought I broke my ankle, but after a few min. I was ok. (My knee still feels a little weird…I hope I didn’t do any damage.) Another time I was starting to fall so I tried to grab onto a tree, but I was going too fast so my arm got pulled and it felt like I pulled it out of socket. It ended up being fine, though. I think that mountain biking (especially for beginners like me) has got to be one of the most physically intense activities you can do. I come home completely EXHAUSTED. It’s a TOTAL body workout - no joke. And you know what? I think I am addicted!!!