We rode the fruck last night (that's frozen muck btw) I got my FSR out for the ride, I don't normally ride it in Winter but I fgured we weren't going to get muddy since it's been so cold lately. I wasn't feeling very strong and being on the unfamiliar bike didn't help. My FSR is a bigger bike than the SS so it really rides different, corners where I'd be cutting to the inside with that much lean on the SS end up wide on the FSR, longer wheelbase, suspension, etc.. all add up to slower handling. I get used to it over the summer but in the winter when I've been riding the SS so much it feels alien.


Someone commented, jokingly I'm sure, about all the hearts I've broken. Kinda an odd thing to say since I've always thought I didn't ever have much change to break any hearts but looking back with a different perspective the opportunities really were there but did I really break her heart? I don't think I'll ever know.