Flasback to a year and a half ago. I was just learning how to mountainbike and I was following my now hubby, but then bf, over this "tricky" (or so it seemed), root drop into a rocky riverbed/creek crossing. He made it look easy and I didn't think twice. He warned me at the bottom to control my speed. But I just flew down and endo-ed right into the rocky riverbed -- speparating my shouldier. We continued on the ride b/c I'm hardcore like that 
(and didn't really know that I had separated it).
Present day: I agonized over this stupid part of the trail everyday. I was afraid to do it. But I did it today! This horrible scary monster under my bed turned out to be a dust bunny. I can't believe I avoided it until now. My hubby had started getting on my case about it last week -- that I needed to give it a try and that I had progressed as a rider since then and shouldn't be afraid of something so simple. He was right. I think he may have more confidence in me then I do myself sometimes.
Anyways, that is my news for the day.
(and didn't really know that I had separated it). Present day: I agonized over this stupid part of the trail everyday. I was afraid to do it. But I did it today! This horrible scary monster under my bed turned out to be a dust bunny. I can't believe I avoided it until now. My hubby had started getting on my case about it last week -- that I needed to give it a try and that I had progressed as a rider since then and shouldn't be afraid of something so simple. He was right. I think he may have more confidence in me then I do myself sometimes.
Anyways, that is my news for the day.
