Today was my first day back mountain biking since my “maternity leave”. I went to an awesome women’s only clinic with my new mountain biking friend, Elise. We were hoping to brush up on our skeelz. I had forgotten how much I LOVE mountain biking. And as gross as it sounds, the salty smell of my sweaty self covered in a fine layer of dirt leaves me feeling so powerful. The only thing that can make a ride better is coming home with a trophy (that’s what we call bloody scrapes you get when you crash your bike).