My mountain biking took a nose dive this weekend when I broke another derailleur hanger off my Bandersnatch. That’s the third one in a month. I’ve got more on the way, hopefully better ones, but I’m not really in a hurry because it’s just been getting cold enough for the freeze frost cycle to get going which turns trails into a slippery mess.
When the ground freezes at night moisture seems to be pulled to the surface. When it thaws during the day it creates a slippery surface mud that likes to stick to everything and has only marginally more traction than ice. Takes the fun out of riding for sure.
Today we were supposed to have rain but it never came and I took advantage of a day off by going on a trail run with my old pal JC. We ran some really nice new gravelled and bench cut trails near the Lusk Creek Wilderness area which exist thanks to a federal grant that built miles of excellent new trails in the Shawnee National Forest. I think we have some horseback riders to thank for that.
I have been alternating between running and walking in the morning and while it is very slow I feel like I’m making progress, but that is running on nice smooth surfaces, not gravel trails with many more turns and inclines. I was surprised to find myself able to steadily jog, although slowly on the trail and I don’t think JC who is a far more experienced runner then me got bored holding himself back.
I think adding jogging to my activities has been one of the best things I’ve done. The problem with cycling is also one of its greatest strengths. It’s easy. I mean you can be 275 pounds and as long as the route isn’t too hilly you can keep up a decent pace. Running on the other hand even on flat ground was tortuously hard when I first started leaving my shins and feet aching and my legs feeling pounded down. At 235 it’s still hard on me so there is a lot of motivation to keep that weight coming off.