I know I'm getting older but didn't realize just how much I was losing my mind. In a fit of insanity, I purchased plane tickets to fly down to Southern California and take part in the PushaKona ride in early December. PushaKona is a ride put on by some friends of mine in the Santa Anna Mountains near Tustin, CA with lots of elevation gain (8,000ft plus this year I hear), steep downhills, heavy bikes (required is 30lb minimum) ... all on one of the shortest days of the year. It gets it's name from the fact that there's always sections of pushing involved and the fact that the first year they did this, most of the riders were on Kona bikes.
The only other time I've done this ride was back in 2005. We crossed the Santa Anna's twice and ended up descending down a trail called Trabuco after twilight. Totally dark by the time we got back to the vehicles.
So ... I'm supposed to be getting some rides in to pretend I'm in shape for this thing. That really isn't happening. I may be in trouble.
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