I was riding by about 7a.m. and it took just a few miles to see it wasn't going to be a good day. As soon as I sat on the saddle, my butt hurt. As sad as it sounds, I have had the same saddle for 2 years and never liked it. Usually this isn't a huge deal since when I mountain bike I am out of the saddle alot, seriously, most of the time it could be a 2x4 and I wouldn't care. However, I quickly realized that this wasn't 'mountain biking' it was 'riding a mountain bike', no technical stuff, just grinding out miles. About 7 miles in it became decision time, I wasn't far from the paved road that led through the entrance gate and then to the drop down to the actual White Rim, once all that happened, I was committed, no matter what. I reeaaallllly don't like this saddle by the way. After a stop, think about quitting, nah ill keep going, then another stop, I decided to head back. I figure going into a long day without my head on straight was a pretty bad idea.
Where I would have finished at the Horsetheif Switchbacks
