I Don’t Do Dirt by Trina Jacobson
I’ve said this more than a handful of times over the past 6 months. It seems the cyclo-cross scene has exponentially grown in Southern California and I was asked several times why I don’t do cyclo-cross. I don’t because I’m mostly burned out from a road season. We start in January and my last race was in August. It’s a long, long, long season and a very, very, very short off-season. I did, however, watch and encourage my son during a weekend of ‘cross in San Diego. You can read about it here.
I have owned a mountain bike in the past, but it sat untouched for 2 years. It’s sad, I know. The bike is in a better place with a better owner now. Prior to letting the bike sit, I was known as Kung Fu on the mountain bike because every bump, dip, and whoop resulted in some sort of audible from me. “OOF” “ACK!” “UGGG!”
Shortly after Santa brought my little guy a new bike for Christmas, we went on a little dirt ride in Penasquitos Canyon. I was on my single speed commuter bike with commuter/semi-slick tires. The paths were nothing for this roadie-sometimes-trackie to worry about, but there was one little hill that I made sure to get to the top of before toppling over in slow motion. I even had to pay special attention to my “line”. My son stopped at the bottom and yelled, “Go Momma! Look at you go up that hill!” Be still my heart at my little cheerleader. He walked his bike up the hill and we took a little snack break at the waterfall.
Once ready to leave, we stood side by side looking down the little hill. I pointed out the smooth line to avoid big rocks and let my son watch me descend. I waited for him at the bottom and he decided it wasn’t a good idea to try it yet, but he said, “Next time.”
On our next dirt ride a few weeks later, he was ripping through the sand as I followed, cringing at the thought of him wiping out, but he didn’t. That’s when I realized, I have already taught him all I know about riding in the dirt and my off-road riding skills are that of a 4 year old and THAT’S why I don’t do dirt.
Trina is obsessed with her Crockpot, loves a dirty soy Chai latte, and is an associate cycling coach for Crank Cycling in San Diego, CA.