1st Place at the Super D - Sundance

Yesterday I competed in my first athletic competition outside of church basketball. I raced the Super D mountain bike race at Sundance. If you're not familiar with the Super D race it's as if they thought up a race that Ryan would like and put it together. Yesterday's course was 90% downhill with about 10% climbing. The entire course took me 11:55 to complete so it was a good fast race without much climbing. Although there wasn't much climbing I did still have to pedal pretty hard to keep the speed going through most of the course. The best part of the race is that I took 1st place in the Sport 30-39 category. I should mention I was the only person in that category but Jen assures me that a 1st place is a 1st place. There were only 9 people total in the race and I came in mid pack among them. There will be another race on August 16th so hopefully there will be a lot more people there.

Sundance Has Been Redeemed

To celebrate my independence I went mountain biking at Sundance and was very happy to find it had been liberated from the caterpillars. My downhill skills have improved quite a bit over last year, Jen has even stopped making jokes about me calling her from the ER. I'm going faster than ever and with much more control, especially through the turns. Some of this is probably due to the fact that I've been mountain biking in Provo Canyone several times a week. The Bonneville Shorline Trail (BST) is a beast to ride uphill but you're rewarded greatly on the downhill. A lot of great corners with just enough back tire sliding to keep things interesting. Mucho Funno! I'm going to hit Sundance a couple of times this week to prepare for the Super D race that's coming up. Sundance just needs to figure out if they're having it on the 12th or the 19th, if at all. I may just end up racing at Deer Valley, we'll see.

Later in the evening we celebrated the 4th by doing what Americans do best, we ate a big hamburger dinner(actually it was a bison burger, mmmm) then set a bunch of fireworks on fire on the street. There's nothing that Americans like better than getting fat and blowing stuff up. Here's to beating down the old enemy.