Who am I? Apparently I am someone who posses profound understanding of the rules of stw.com yet I continually flout them, deliberately and consciously. But that’s just GnarGnar.
In the “real” world I am someone who lives and breathes mountain bikes. Everything in my life it seems is geared towards and orientated around biking in the mountains. Where I live, the car I drive, the clothes I wear, the food I eat - biking plays a huge part of my decision making process in all of them. If I could retire tomorrow I’d be happy to live my life doing nothing more than riding my bike and building trails. I am lucky to have found a woman who understands and encourages this.
I have a job which many seem to think is glamorous and interesting but it is in fact mind numbing and I cant help but think it’s a complete waste of my life. I started down my chosen career path in the mistaken belief it was what I wanted to do in life, now Im just going the motion to feed and cloth myself, and obviously to fund my habit.
As the years and the miles roll by, as my riding improves – my hunger to ride continues to grow. The more I ride, the more I progress. The more I progress the more I want to ride. This sometimes manifests itself in my day to day life as a slight (or sometimes total) apathy for things non mtb related or day dreaming about the trails.
Many of my non biking friends have fallen by the wayside as more and more of my free time gets taken up by my hobby. It’s a cliché to say it but I’ve met some truly great friends for life through biking. In many ways, despite maybe not seeing someone for a few weeks or perhaps months I often feel closer to the guys I ride with than people I see every day simply because of the fact we ride together.
If I thought people would accept it or understand it, I’d happily introduce myself in life as just a mountain biker. In my mind, those two words sum up what I am and what I do. I’d be happy if they were carved on my headstone. Perhaps I have some sick desperation in my life that leads me to think like this, or perhaps I am what people might refer to as an adrenaline junkie or a thrill seeker. Or maybe I’ve just found the thing I am supposed to do. Either way I couldn’t imagine life without mountain biking.