I’ve dreamed a lot about mountain bikes lately. In my sleep and even during the day, how much I want to improve my performance, whether I can convince the other half that I can set up the roadie on the trainer in the lounge so I can train (safely) after work, visualising riding of sections of trail over and over, visualising commitment to obstacles I normally bail on (the drop-in going in to Eagle on the black diamond trail), and prioritising component and gear upgrades. I think running is now officially #2 sport (for the third time in my life), and now XC MTB’ing is #1 again (for the fourth time in my life).
Yeah, sorry Morven Crane !
Welcome back to the un-productive world of being a mountain biker, where everything else comes second
Spooky as I have also been dreaming about sport (archery).