Did it qualify?

My post today...not so much about P90X.  Okay, just a little about P90X.  Stoked to be on the first day of Week 3.  And stoked to successfully complete the first 2 weeks.  And stoked to be sticking to our diet...mostly.  We celebrated our 2 week mark with a delicious meal from our favorite Thai restaurant.  Yum.  But, made up primarily of noodles, which would count as "carbs", of which we are supposed to eat only ONE serving per day.  But it was good...  ;)

As we start Week 3, we are also starting a 3 day weekend.  In remembrance of Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.  A truly honorable and significant man in the history of our nation.  How are we planning on celebrating his contributions to our present day...holiday included?  Not only are we staying true to our P90X workouts in the mornings, we are going on mountain bike rides each day.  Today's ride was in the Irish Hills Natural Reserve.

The name Irish Hills led me to imagine gentle, rolling hills along a dirt path.  Harsh reality was a rocky trail straight up the side of the mountain.  25% of the first mile is my estimate of actual riding time.  That means 75% of pushing and lifting up the hill and over the rocks.  Big rocks, little rocks, rocks very solid in the ground, and loose rocks.  The payoff, absolutely breathtaking views of the area I grew up in, but had never before seen.  Could see the ocean, a lake, and so many miles of local hills.  Along the trail...our native chapperal shrubbery along with oaks, ferns, and a creek.  So beautiful.

So, the title of today...Did it qualify?  That would be referring to my first fall/crash.  While there was blood, I don't think I had enough speed to make it count as a crash.  We'll stick with fall.  In rocks...hence, the blood.  The rocks were also the reason for the very slow speed...and subsequent fall.  Apparently, when you are headed down a "technical" trail, a slow speed is prudent, but not so slow that when you go down a "stair step" it causes your momentum to completely stop.  As was my case.  While I was mid-stairstep and tipping over, my feet could not reach any ground to catch myself.  Fun times.  After that, I chose the even more prudent route of walking my bike down the rest of that heinous section.  Another first...walking my bike down the hill.  That's okay.  It was a beautiful trail, on a beautiful day.  Sunshine and warm weather (76 degrees!) plus time with my hubby.  Wonderful day today.  Wonder what tomorrow's ride will hold...