That's funny! Showing off your battle scars. I just picked up my Giant Rincon and went for my first ride Thursday with a guy at work. I'm 47 and he's 50, but his bike was about a 20 year old mountain bike that had never seen a trail. His hands were numb within the first 5 minutes and he was red-faced and frustrated by the time we were done. I, on the other hand, couldn't get the grin off my face. I felt like a kid again rolling over rocks and kicking up the dirt. This sport is a blast. Should be able to go again on Monday