So I had a dream about riding my bike last night. But instead of gloriously dry trails and gnarr skillz it was a frustrating bog fest of a ride with limited skill on my part.

🙁

Last night I was doing some evil drops with consummate ease, dissapointed when I woke up and remembered I suck.

All my dreams about bike riding are just like reality
I get out of breath going up hill. I walk certain sections of extreme gnar and I crash

Why can I not ride like a god in my dreams…shakes fist at unconscious mind.

Oddly enough I was riding with Clarissa Dickson Wright last night, she wasn’t good at drops!