What makes us who we are is what is on the inside, not by poking a needle in your arm, shoving white powder up your nose, or becoming handy with a Bic lighter. My mountain bike brings out the individual inside of me. When I am out there on that trail, nothing else in the world matters, or even exist, except for Phantom, me, and that few feet of single track ahead of me. None of that matters. It's you, your bike, and the nature around you.
Many people go to a church to pray to a god.
Others sit yoga style and meditate for hours. I ride my mountain bike. For some great links to some awesome mountain bike sites, check out the mountain bike link on my Cool Links page.