Afternoon mountain biking in the Tucson Mtns. It was distinctly cooler today than past days because of the, um, cold front. Go figure. About 50 and breezy, but the rains were long gone and it was sunny again.
According to my training plan I am now in a relaxed period of 'anything I want' for training. After seeing so many people mountain biking while setting at Cat Mtn I had an itch to go myself. Dusted off my bike and headed over. I'm a bit rusty and the first mile or so was downright sad. I can say with confidence that I have never ridden so slowly and timidly. The first bit, from 36th St to the bowl, took me longer than it does to run the distance. But once I was past there it smoothed out a bit and I was able to relax, clip in, and let go of my death grip on the brakes. Definitely better on the way back.