A morning out on my MTB

Packing the bikes the night beforeI tagged along with KK and DSM on Saturday morning as they headed out to do some cycling training at The Cradle. Luckily for me, I’m not training for anything specific so while they sped off, I used the time to ‘dilly-dally’ out on the road all by myself with no time or distance pressures.

I stopped quite a few times on the road to take some pics with my phone and was struck by the beauty of my surroundings. The air was crisp when we arrived but soon the sun started to warm my back and as I stood next to my bike, all alone, I was taken aback by the silence that engulfed me.Sunrise in The Cradle DSM KK IMG_5822 The Cradle IMG_5824 IMG_5825

Bike silhoette IMG_5829 IMG_5832 cycling gloves IMG_5835 IMG_5841It’s funny, as I runner, I don’t seem to take time to look around me and take it all in. I’m quite focused on the road ahead, my time and my pace. But cycling is different. Unless you’re racing, you do get to do a lot more sight seeing and observing. It was such a stunning morning. I’m so glad I went! The Cradle July 2014-001

MTB’ing is just as hard as the riders

Riding a bike is not the same as running. In fact, off-road mountain biking is not for sissies as I recently discovered.

Last weekend, we decided to join some friends out at Groenkloof Nature Reserve to do some riding. All of us have mountain bikes so it was a perfect spot. However, what I initially thought was going to be basic dirt roads turned out to be a mix of gravel, stones, dusty sand paths and just as many down hills as up hills.

It was a chance for me to try out my new bike and I was so thankful that I had invested in a strong, proper bike which at last fitted my height. My bike handled the turns and tight spots well and I was impressed with how fast she rides on the straights. I’m still happy I chose a 29’er (bike talk).

After what must have been an hour and a half of really technical riding, I was sure I had bruised my cocksix!

My experience of cycling so far? Well..

  • Cyclists do not greet one another. They are the oddest, most unfriendliest bunch.
  • Cyclists are selfish and competitive. There is no such thing as “Let’s all ride together.” If you cannot keep up, you’re on your own buster.
  • More gears make a difference. Do not believe those who try convince you otherwise. It’s the same with good running shoes. If the shoe fits, the run feels good.
  • There is such a thing as being ‘bum fit’.

So it looks like we’ll be trying out Groenkloof in November which should be great fun again. At least I know what to expect and not be too surprised when I get home covered in dust and have a sore bum! But I do believe a few more spinning classes at gym is required to up my fitness levels!

And if I happen to cycle passed you and greet you, don’t be alarmed. I’m a runner by heart.