I went riding with Chris, Dusty and Ricky through the U of A area Sunday night. Not my first time riding through there, but my first time rolling down stairs, jumping off crap and stuff. Chris encouraged me to do many things I would have never done in my life. Dusty ate crap, and is still feeling the affects today. All these crazy shenanigans led to some fine riding this morning with Marsela.
Marsela and I rode Starr Pass this morning, and I managed to find things to bounce off. I had more confidence and actually felt a difference in the way I handled my bike. Marsela didn't do bad for being off her bike for a month.
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