Brief Foray into Mountain Biking
I was in San Francisco on non-biking related business. But I am still happy that I was able to get a couple rides in with a good friend of mine. Cameron the Trail Master I was eager to show Cameron my "Berlin legs." No, that's not some sort of strange innuendo about the shape of my thighs, but I suppose they are still kinda sexy. The point is that Cameron taught me a lot about mountain biking when we went to school together in Colorado. He used to crush me going up hills and then tear down the mountains while I braked and braced for a catastrophe at every pebble. But now after biking over 100 miles a week for the past year I wanted to show him my adherence to the axiom, "Foolish is the student who does not surpass the master." The first thing that I immediately noticed about biking around Marin is that the elevation profile is pretty much the exact opposite of Berlin's. I think I gain a total of about 20m (~50ft) on my standard 13km (8 mile) ride to