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Cycling can be humbling…
Over the Holidays, I was lucky enough to spend some time with both my immediate and extended family on my Dad’s side. It was a blast. My family is so spread out across the country it’s a never ending struggle to see one another.
My grandparents live in Arkansas, and the weather this year was mild nationwide, but the high temps there were in the 50′s. I took a couple bikes down with us so that Jon (younger brother) and I could do a little riding. The weather in KC had been pretty rainy and dismal, and I’d been busy finishing my place in River Market, and so I was out of shape, and a little rusty to say the least.
See Proof:
I was proud of Jon though. He tore it up, and had no significant falls. He was taking big drops left and right on my single speed, rigid suspension 29er I built earlier in the year.