I was supposed to do a long ride to prep for a century next Sunday. But we have one of our animals due to give birth so we decided to do short rides out and back and check on our girl. So we did a quick 11 mile "chase the rabbit" ride where my husband went ahead and my job was to "catch" him. Of course he is way faster than me so it was a good workout.

we got back... no baby.

So he said, you want to take the mountain bikes out? So we went up the road to a dirt trail and went down a couple miles. At the bottom he goes, "you want to climb back up?" and I'm like, heck yeah! So we went back up. At the top, he said, "do you want to keep going?" I was thinking, if we go 15 miles and get back and she has a dystocia or some other terrible thing I will kick myself... but yeah let's go. So we went up the pike and back and it was wicked fun. A little playing around in the woods on the trails... I am not as experienced as he is but I sure had fun. Sand was a little twitchy though! I'm still screeching every time I come near to falling. I fell twice. Not too hard, and not enough to bleed. So it was great fun.

Got back... no baby. ARRRRRGH!