Matter over mind…

We love mountain biking… I have already written about it and what I’d like to add is that unlike many others, progress in that one is quite measurable; the more mileage we put on, the better we get, and unlike skiing or golf where the law of “diminishing returns” reigns sovereign, each mountain bike outing seems to make a measurable difference on the quiver of skills that we accumulate. In the single trails where we ride, there is a widely varied environment of sage, aspen trees, gamble oaks and quite often rough rocky paths. When the going get tough, we often brush up with falls or close encounters with these obstacles. Often times, we just have to turn the handlebar to finish off a hairpin turn, but for some mysterious reasons, it’s not mind over matter but the other way around, and we almost miss completing that absolutely necessary change in direction because we get mesmerized by its apparent impossibility. It’s precisely when matter takes over our not-quite-yet-developed mountain biker’s mind…