Joy = Speed

After two days off the bike, just taking spinning classes at the gym, I rode outside again today.  I went to Sherman Branch, an awesome local trail with amazing flow and swoopy hills.  The first lap (about 11 miles) was just kind of eh.  The second started better, which is normal for me.  But by the end of the second lap, maybe the last 15 minutes, I found that joy in mountain biking again.  Oh and I found my speed.  Coincidence?  I think not!