
Ryan had never bonked before, at least in the endurance sport overexertion sense of the word. When he started to bumble around and kept losing more and more of his edge, I knew something was up and that it was probably him doing just that. Not really realizing what was going on, he kept on trying to mountain bike further up the Colorado Trail, although with diminishing returns. The big patches of snow that still littered the trail, even though it was June, were probably a good thing, since they ultimately turned us all, which included him, around. His disrupted mental and physical state likely made the retreat more palatable to the 13 year old, since he wasn’t one to be prone to turn around before his goal was reached, regardless of the level of difficulty that he faced.
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