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ACTIVITIES
 Hot Pick Mountain Biking By Greg Green
Cold Pick Snowboarding |
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Hot Pick
Mountain Biking |
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In my experience, people who find their lives easy often seek tocomplicate them because they need the challenge. When it's toast-burning hot out,and the hills are filled with insects, and my Achilles tendon is starting toswell again, I go ride my bike. One of the allures is pain. There are somany flavors of pain. There's the black tunnel-vision of long climbs, soout of body that the hands go numb half way up the arms. Other days it's thefight-or-flight where pursuit of respiratory overload gains a momentumof its own that makes stopping seem impossible. Yet further, on the vergeof vomiting there's a struggle to control a whole range of emotions thatnon-athletes don't enjoy. Can you dig this? Depends on which side youidentify with.
Mountain biking has only recently been the weekend beauty contest yousee today. The sport goes so much deeper. At its roots, beer is used tocleanse the wounded, and sponsorships or even nice equipment are in the realm offantasy. The sport has a tremendous depth, and attracts some veryprofound people. Naturalists trek the woods by mountain bike. Citizens' groupsorganize campaigns that shape cities and raise funding to protect andbuild the trails they use. There's also camaraderie in mountain biking. InLaguna Beach California a group called the Rads has been gathering weekly forabout 15 years. Their ride is followed by a fireside pow-wow whereconversation is as deep as many co-counseling sessions. Secrets are told there thataren't shared anywhere, and they are kept.
We mountain bike for the views. It's 1983. Pumped with nerves, focusedon keeping a pace up the mountain and not falling off over the rockyterrrain, our race team climbs oblivious of a tremendous view created behind us.Turning to look back as we reach the top, it is suddenly all justified: thesweat, pain, adrenaline, and fear. At age 13, we knew why we chose tosuffer, and the glory was for us as real as any glamorous victory. Thedescent is a careening, skeleton-thrashing, abusive, struggle. I foughtto hold the seat between my thighs, or else my feet wouldn't stay fixed onthe pedals. This is bliss.All of this is why I mountain bike, plus the view, of course. This experience is for everyone, including a one-legged guy I know who gets along off-road just fine. Everyone can experience this pain, bliss, community, sharing and of course fear. As often as I can arrange it, I do.
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