My first enduro bike & first proper ride out

Today I finally got back on an enduro bike for the first time in five years. It’s been a long road getting here five years off due to a spinal issue that kept me off the bike and, at times, made me wonder if I’d ever ride again. But I did.
I kept it simple. No pressure, no expectations just me, the bike, and some quiet trails. The moment I twisted the throttle, it all came back. A bit rusty, sure, and my body definitely isn’t where it used to be, but it felt good. Really good.
The bike handled well, and even though I took it slow, just being out there — hearing the engine, feeling the terrain through the bars was more than enough. I hit a few bumps that reminded me my spine still needs respect, but I managed it. No big pain, no drama. Just steady progress.

It wasn’t about going fast or sending anything big. It was about proving to myself that I could ride again. And I did.

Can’t wait for the next one