So far so good.

 This past Sunday marked a very great and inspiring day. First and foremost, I had the day off from doing any sort of unwanted work that I have every other day of my life, so the day is fresh and full of opportunity! More importantly, my beauty of a bike is all built and ready to be let off it's leash. My boyfriend and I, along with a few other guys all met up for a ride at Massasoit State Park in North Taunton an all time favorite ride spot of ours, and coincidently the location for the second Root 66 mountain bike race; that I am now even more excited about!

    I was a little nervous for the ride at first, mainly because riding with a bunch of guys is a bit overwhelming, but it definitely took a turn for the good. My bike must have special effects built into it because I have never felt faster, stronger, or more fearless in any ride I have ever done. Typically I can make it up a few climbs in Massasoit, and struggle with about half, haha oh no...not on Sunday. I bursted with lightning force up every single climb on the ride, with really no need to stop at the top and pat myself on my back because I just wanted to keep going. My bike has changed my riding skills for the better. I usually turn into a small crying child when I see logs that I have to get over, once again, not on Sunday. There were a few in the beginning that stopped me in my tracks, but after a while I just stopped thinking about them, and plowed my way over the logs, lifting my front end like my boyfriend always tells me.

   I tried to focus on not using my breaks as much going downhill; success. My boyfriend and a BikeBarn buddy flew by me, twisting and turning down a steep single track downhill, full of rocks and roots. I said screw it, Let's see if I can keep up. With minimal pull from my right hand on the breaks, I flew down the hill, 20 feet behind the boys, creeping up a few seconds behind them. My boyfriend was shocked at how close I was, usually expecting me to come peddaling along minutes later, with a tight grip on my breaks. I focused a lot of my attention on pulling up when riding, and essentially, speed.

   The conclusion of this drawn out story about my ride is the fact that I think this is the beginning of my potential of going somewhere with biking. I feel all of my positive thoughts about riding pro and doing well at races is attracting all positive outcomes, such as, this past Sunday's ride. I just need to keep riding as much as I can, and build up more of my bike fitness and speed and there is no stopping me! I can gladly say that I rode my bike, it did not ride me.

3 more Sundays until my first race that kicked my butt last year....

but this time I've got..........................BIKE FEVER!

Saying Goodbye to an old friend..

This is it! My very first post as an official blogger! I figure, why not start off by explaining what exactly I'm trying to do here. I'm trying to make things happen. I'm tired of going through each day, waking up, showering, working, eating, sleeping, repeating. I just don't think this whole "career life" is for me. The fact that my mom, to this day, still tells me the story about how in elementary school when they had a parent teacher conference, the teachers had all the kids make little artwork pieces of "What I want to be when I grow up" and all the children had "Doctor" "Nurse" "Mommy" "Firefighter" "Policeman" and what did her wonderful daughter have written? "Grinder Girl". For all of you non-western mass natives, a grinder is a sub, or sandwich. I guess this should have been a clear red flag that having a real career was not really something I was serious about.

I don't think I am truly allowed to say that I am hardcore about mountain biking...... just yet! Mainly because I compare myself to my boyfriend who rides his bike every single day 363 days a year...and I.....well I don't. But I feel my restraints are substantial. I work... my butt off, and guess what? IM SICK OF IT! So, now it's time to make things happen, because my dad always told me, "you can only make things happen if you do it yourself."

So, what am I exactly trying to make happen?? I'm trying to get nasty at mountain biking, and well, make money doing so. It seems like a really long shot in the dark, and I've thrown the idea away plenty of times, but women's mountain biking isn't as popular as men's, and at first I kept telling myself your getting old, all the young girls are going to have all the potential.; But my awesome boyfriend made me think otherwise. I feel I was born to be athletic, and never really put 150% into any sport I played, and I was still pretty decent, so what if I just focus all my attention on this one single sport? It never hurts to try? Well, it might hurt, I tend to be accident prone.

I've been thinking in the mindset of "The Secret". The whole idea that "thoughts become things" and the "Law of Attraction." If you have positive thoughts, you will attract positive outcomes. I think it can make a lot of things happen. So I am going to work hard, and picture myself succeeding and well, it'll give me something to do if nothing comes of it, but I think something will come.

To end this all, and give myself a new beginning for my next blog, today marks the day that I purchased my first expensive bike: A 2011 Specialized Era Comp Mountain Bike. This beauty should arrive within a week, and when it does, I am going to ride the crap out of it, or it may ride the crap out of me, either way, it's going to be great.