It's just like riding a bike ...
I'm just back from a ride on my new bike - that's it in the pic above.
As a kid I was nuts about my bike. I went everywhere on it ... to the local shops to get bread for my Nana, through the woods doing 'jumps' with my brother and sister. It seemed effortless and I loved it. It was only relegated when I discovered roller boots but that's another story.
Anyway, I can't even remember the last time I was on a real bike. I could manage 15km per day at the gym on the cycle machine, so I naturally assumed it would be a simple transition from static to moving machine.
HOW. WRONG. I . WAS.
True, I felt like I was getting a bloody great work-out (as my scarlet face - which all my new neighbours saw - would have testified) but ohmigod how much hard work was it? And I don't just mean the exercise. I broke through the pain barrier by concentrating on being petrified a car was going to run me over.
No amount of cycling proficiency badges (UK riding test all kids had to take at age 11)prepared me for the very real fear I felt at age 36 when I had to pull out at a main junction with cars coming after me every which way.
I rode home on the pavement.
posted by claire @ 2:17 am
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2 Comments:
I've recently gotten back into cycling in the past few years...and spent the first part being TERRIFIED of riding in traffic. Now I ride downtown Seattle and find it kind of exciting! Stick with it Clairabell, you can do it! I hope there are some bike paths around Sydney though, it's so nice not to have to worry about the traffic.
Getting over the fear of the bike also caused me to take up snowboarding. I felt...if I can do this, I can anything! Cheesy but true,
Where's the little bell and basket?
You need something to carry Elvis in!
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