I know that I just got back from vacation in Sedona and Baja, but vacations are just about the coolest thing on earth. The Sedona and Baja trips involved a lot of mountain biking and some moto riding but this was all on the chill side of things. There was tons of beer drinking, margarita sipping and a general over consumption of chips. I rode bikes, but I wouldn't call it bike racing training. It wasn't bike racing training, but I guess it could be considered 'vacation training'.
So its mildly ironic to me that my next "vacation" is a bike race in Pennsylvania. And least that is the theme of the Trans-Sylvania Mountain Bike Epic Race. Its a seven day race that is going to dish out plenty of fun and awesome riding, but isn't there going to be some pain and suffering involved as well? Should vacations really involve days upon days of driving your ass into your saddle and racing against girls who are much more fit and driven to win? Should it involve grinding up hills that you don't know where they end and flying down rocky gnarl that you hope is mostly benign? I guess that is the adventure part. And since I do love adventure, and vacations...I'm really looking forward to this experience at the end of May.
And if you are considering doing the race, sign up... and mention my name and I'll provide you with a quart of my homemade Piquin pepper Salsa that will light up your day.
