back on the ol' mountain bike.
i went for a ride up Poly Canyon. i got lost, jumped about a dozen barbed wire fences, almost spooked a few herds of horses, got stared down by one particularly big horse (then rode the long way around him), rode through countless cow patties, climbed some serious hills, almost stacked coming down those hills with tired legs and worn-out brakes.
felt great when i got home. a bit muddy, tired legs, heavy lungs. took a cool shower and laid down to read. got about ten pages out of "The Martian Chronicles" before i passed out for a good hour. awesome.
note to self: do that again, but try to fix up the bike first. and bring the camelback again. that was key.