About me:

Well, it is a new year and it is time for me to do BIG THINGS! The past 2 years I have slacked off and lost touch with the things that are most important in my life. GOD & MOUNTAIN BIKING...These two things mean the world to me. I am a pretty laid back person and know how to have fun. It is time to basically go back to the basics. Watch out for me this year to go alittle bigger. I like to play the drums and I feel I am getting better as each day goes on. I don;t get to practice that much. And I will leave you all with this, I don't respond to what's sublime - It doesn't hurt that much. Want to know more about me, then just send me a message.

My Theory on Mountain Biking:

To be a cyclist is to be a student of pain. Sure the sport is fun with its seamless pace lines and secret single-track, its post-ride pig-outs and soft muscles grown wonderfully hard. But at cycling’s core lies pain, hard and bitter as the pit inside a juicy peach. It doesn’t matter if you’re sprinting for an Olympic gold medal, a town sign, a trailhead, of the rest stop with the homemade brownies. If you never confront pain, you’re missing the essence of the sport. The thing about picking a good line is that you’re already feeling great about just being on a bike, just rolling along, and then something starts to feel special, something you can’t put your fingers on, but your just realize that you’re not over braking, not over steering, that the tires are carving like skates, that you come out of  corners with momentum, and that it almost feels like that trail is controlling the bike and you’re just along for the ride. I haven’t a clue how to achieve it, but I know that I live for all of this. The spirit of mountain biking is cool as shit, I just hope the racing never dominates it...