First of all, what am I trying to type? MUnied? MUni’d? MUni-ded?
Anyway, since I got my MUni, I’ve been off-road - every weekend since, in fact. And I thought I was MUni’ing (damnit!), but I know now, I was deluding myself. This weekend, I MUni’ed.
I decided to try out Fountainhead park, here in Northern Virginia, and I’m glad I did. It’s a 5 mile mountain bike trail and it aint kidding around. It’s all hills and plenty of deadfall. Except for a few (and at the time very welcome) exceptions, this trail is either going uphill or downhill, and it means business. I realized pretty quick I was in over my head, but I didn’t give up. I did a lot more walking than riding, and the uphill is pretty much impossible for me at this point.
But when I got some good downhill, it was amazing. I did several things I should not have been able to do. It’s awesome when you pass that impossible cluster of rocks and roots, all while going violently downhill, and you come through at the bottom untouched. This was some incredible stuff.
I certainly did not, however, always come through untouched - ouch.
Plus, I got to break in my new CamelBak - god I needed it.
So, here’s my list of how you know your really MUni’ing. These are the reasons why I know I was MUni’ing.
-If you come out of the woods, and parts are missing from your ride, you just MUni’d (this time, all of my pedal reflectors disappeared - next time, who knows)
-If you go out on a trail and walk WAY more than you ride, your MUni’ing.
-If you see a guy pushing a unicycle out of the woods, looking like he just got mauled by a bear, that guy just finished MUni’ing. (I’m pretty sure I made it into somebody’s vacation photo album)
-If you can tell yourself, with a good degree of confidence, that that is probably, most likely, the first time that deer has ever seen a unicycle - your MUni’ing.