I am amazed that I managed 3 days of posting in a row here. Considering my recent track record, that’s impressive.
Summer is always a bit transitional in our lives, with school being out and so on. It is also my biking season, the time I most want to be on the bike. So, it is true that my crafting suffers.
This week marked a major milestone for me. After spending a ton of time this spring and summer working on my mountain biking skills, I’ve finally got to a point where I am comfortable. Never has something bike related come so slowly for me. Never have I worked so hard for so little reward. I’ve had moments of pure frustration where my brain just won’t allow me to do what I want to do. I’ve had major moments of frustration when my brain wants to do something my skill level won’t allow. Some days my lungs and legs won’t catch up, and suffer later on in the evening. There have been times when I am just sure it isn’t for me, and that I’ll never get it.
And then every once in awhile, there was that moment of bike bliss, where everything came together for a moment or two, making me feel like perhaps these skills are attainable for me after all. Usually that would be followed by a trail that would take me down a peg or two, quite literally. I could not even begin to count the number of spills I’ve taken on my mountain bike this spring and summer.
But then something changed. It started over a week ago, with a typical thursday night bike ride, on a regular bike. I rode so strong, and felt so strong, and never had that moment of not being able to keep up with my group. I immediately knew that I was feeling stronger and more aggressive than ever, and that I really needed to get out on the dirt trails at that point when I felt strong and aggressive. But it didn’t happen.
Instead, that weekend I rode a 50 mile gravel ride overnight. It took all I had in me to complete that ride. With muscles aching and my exhaustion and attempts to get back on an appropriate sleep schedule, I didn’t bike again until Tuesday, and that was a regular ride again. I started that ride feeling weak from the gravel ride, but ended the ride feeling strong and comfortable again. One day off and I *knew* it was time for a mountain bike ride.
Which I took, at a park I’ve never been to before. I’d been told that this new trail was far more technical than what I was used to riding, but instead, I just had no trouble with it at all! I felt strong, and comfortable on my bike, and really nothing tripped me up. I blamed it on the new trail. So when we planned the next night to do a group ride on the trail I have been practicing, I fully expected my self confidence to waver yet again. Except that didn’t happen. Instead, I owned that trail, having no problem at all with it. I didn’t do all of it, but I again knew I was riding strong and confident. And now? We’ve created a monster because I want to ride dirt All Of The Time.
And now for the spinning news. I won a new spindle! A tahkli style spindle with 2 oz. of cotton. It is a lovely little piece, from hipstrings. Very fast spinner and nice and lightweight. While cotton spinning is a learning curve, I am enjoying the learning!