Morning meetings left me on the trainer but a nagging feeling wouldn’t let that suffice. As the work day drew to a close I told myself it was too late and that my legs were too burned up. Luckily, I came to my senses and before the sun gave up the day I grabbed Devin and he on his Ripley and I on my Ripmo spent some time in Logan Canyon dodging bugs and dogs and deer. I never regret a mountain bike ride – even the ones when I return covered in blood.
The rides – Zwift and Logan River Trail