I think I can talk about my weekend now. No matter what you say or think you are doing, your body will tell the truth. I had high hopes of racing at Devil's Den and coming out of the ride ok. Well, my body just wasn't up to the rigors of trail riding. I DNF after the first lap. The body told me that my "training" was not enough to ride the way I like. The fix seems easy enough. Ride more often. I gotta get that figured out. Like everyone else in the world, I have a full time job, family, a part-time job, and countless other responsibilities. I am going to have to ditch something or somethings. Probably would not work out to ditch the full time job as it pays all the bills. Definitely not the family. The part time job is me trying to keep up with the book work at the bike shop. Maybe someday we can pay an accountant to do that part. Tthat would make my day. Sounds like the countless other responsibilities.
Now that I am over feeling sorry for myself, the weekend was a blast. The boys and I roamed all over the park on our bikes. We expolored some caves. We swam in some beautiful parts of the river near the park. What an adventure. You know what else? It was raining almost the whole time. The kids didn't even comment on the weather. Saturday night we all slept like babies. It rained so much that the park folks had to release water from the dam. Pretty cool to look at the river on Sunday and see how much it had risen. I love Devil's Den State Park!!