I was born with a naive side that just won't seem to go away. I think it won't be a big deal when I get my wisdom teeth out, until I actually do. I think it won't be a big deal to go snowboarding for the first time in Copper down a mountain, until I actually do. And today, I thought it wouldn't be a big deal to go mountain biking for the first time in Keystone, ...until I actually did.
I walked away feeling defeated. The weather was supposed to be 75 degrees and riding the lift up I immediately regretted not renting some gloves. Right as I got off the lift another rider said it was freezing and it had to be 40 degrees or lower! I had on sweatpants, sneakers, sports bra, tshirt, zip up jacket, and a rain coat. Not nearly enough gear to keep me warm. Now, I wasn't that naive that I thought it would be smooth sailing riding down a mountain but come on! There are rocks all over the place and with my fingers frozen, I couldn't clamp down on the brake hard enough to matter. Eventually the "easy" trail was ditched for the service road and there was a lot of fast coasting in record time.
Of course I couldn't make it all the way down the mountain without one almost-face-plant. I hit a rock, bike was rejected, and I landed face down on my hands.
The sun did make a brief appearance which was great.
Then there was some much needed photo opportunities and that was even better.
At the very least I'm glad to be off of that mountain, in more ways than one.
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