White Mountains 100

Brian and I were excited about the prospect of being able to ride our bikes out to Eagle Lake in the winter when we set out Sunday morning. We didn't know that we would only get about four miles in three hours.

First, I should tell you that we both have signed up for the White Mountain 100 Race, which will be my first winter endurance race. It's quite ambitious, I know, especially for someone who just started riding a fat bike a month ago. But I really have been in a funk lately and need a new goal and a new adventure to look forward to.

I see it like this. I'm at that age where women usually have two or three toddlers hanging from them, which I can only imagine is the biggest challenge and adventure of a woman's life. Since I don't have any children, my life is quite easy and simple, but my mind and my body are still craving that adventure. Well, not THAT adventure, but some adventure. Something to challenge me and keep life interesting.



The trail out to Eagle Lake was like mashed potatoes and has not seen much traffic lately. I learned that even fat bikes have limitations. Even if the trail is packed down well, but only a foot wide, it's no good. When your front wheel wanders left or right off the trail it dips in and you go flying.

But it was a beautiful day out regardless of all of the walking we did. Since I spend all of the daylight hours during the week inside an office (so backwards), I have vowed to spend every weekend daylight hour outside this winter. That is about 5 hours each day right now, for a total of 10 hours out in the sun every weekend.

In the end we decided to chalk up the day as "push training" and more "character building". You never can get too much of that.



That's me giving Brian the finger through my mittens. I'm really tired right now and cannot get these pictures and videos to line up pretty so you just need to deal with the mess that is this post.