Some men are tough

Men are tough by nature.
The problem is to prove that they are, cause laziness is a powerful enemy. But, if you decide to face laziness, big things could happen!
A very good example is what happened last weekend. I decided to go biking to the mountains with some friends. Just my bike, some friends, the mountains and me.
That might sound a little bit tough. Well... sit down and relax, cause that's nothing...
But wait a minute! Didn't he have a serious accident like two weeks ago? Yes, I did. And? As I said, men are tough! :D
Let's go back to the story... I woke up at 7:30AM on Saturday (ouch!). I was meeting Trucha and Chus at 9AM at Teleco, but I wanted to wake up early to have a big breakfast and to set up the bike rack, cause it was new and I would probably have problems setting it up...
So! It was 8:45 when I was all ready, showered and dressed for the ocassion. I had 2 liters of water, tools in case of emergency and a lot of clothes in case of rain/wind/snow. It took me like 30 minutes to set the bike rack on my car, so I arrived late to the meeting point...
Trucha and Chus were already there. They didn't know each other, but there weren't many people around with a bike, so they did the math and started talking... Sorry guys!
Anyway! We set everything up and we face towards the mountains. We saw on the Internet that we would have a 40% chance of rain during the morning. It was cloudy but nice; looked like a perfect day to go biking... At least that what it looked like, cause while we were getting close to the mountains, everything started to get more and more dark... As Trucha said, Joder! Estamos yendo a Mordor! (Fuck! We are going to Mordor!). Indeed we were! It even started to rain a little bit... We were the three hobbits going to Mordor!
Once we arrived, we got ready in 10 minutes. Bikes, clothes, food and drinks. It was cold (46ºF), so we got on our bikes and started climbing up. At the beginning it was easy but really steep, which was good cause it was when we were colder...
It started to rain hard. Really hard. We even thought of going back, but we were in the middle of the fight with laziness. We couldn't just give up, not after all what we had done to be there, after all the sacrifices. The path wasn't helping either, cause we got the wrong one. Instead of having a smooth way up, we chose the path that we were supposed to take on the way down: full of huge unstable rocks, very steep and with a river crossing in the middle...
We had to walk with the bikes on our back 40% of the time, but we kept going up.
Once we got back on the right path, everything started to get better. We were still going up, but it was less steep and the rain was starting to stop.





But good never lasts, so when we thought everything was going to be fine until the top, something happened... Mierda blanca!



At the beginning it was just in some isolated places, but as we kept going up, it started to appear in more and more places... until it was everywhere! We reached a point were we had to go walking cause there was too much snow to go on the bike.






By then, there were 36ºF. Our feet were freezing cold and wet and we were going really slow. What did we do?
We kept going, of course! Our pride was at stake!
During the last half mile, we were able to get on our bikes because there were two wheel-tracks that we used to go up. Good thing, cause it was the steepest part of all...

We finally reached the top, after 1hour and 45 minutes. We rested for 5 minutes, and we started the descent. The first part walking, cause it was too steep and full of snow that didn't let u see the rocks. After we were able to see where we were going through, we got on our bikes and raced downhill. It only took us 10 minutes to go back to the car!! I had a top speed of 70km/h (43 m/h).
That was all! We did it. We kicked laziness big ass. We got in the car and went back home. We had to stop a couple of times cause we had some problems with the bike rack, but... nothing serious...