My whole body aches, but I will myself forward, dig deeper, power hard, almost to the top. Here I come!
Screaming down the other side, exhilarated, terrified, gaining speed, sure to crash. Smoothly avoiding rocks and branches, I am flying around the twisting path, gravity is on my side now. I feel so happy, banging around out on the trails, like I was born to do this, and nothing else.
The smells and sounds of the woods fill my nose and ears, leaves swishing, water rushing, the smell of trees. I start out on the trail, riding hard. I hammer down on the pedals, tree branches whip at my arms and legs.
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I grip the handlebars tight; dig in deep on the longest hill in the world. Flying over the winding path, I let off the brakes and just float. I feel light as a feather, it was worth the climb.