Bicycle Dreams

After much thought and deliberation I think I've decided to learn how to ride a bike. I'm serious. I know old adages often ring true, but the one about never forgetting how to ride a bike is B.S. I forgot. Imagine my surprise at sixteen when (after not riding a bike for 6 years) I rented a bicycle to ride in a 4th of July parade in San Fransisco. It was a COMPLETE fiasco. I had no balance. I had no idea where to even start. I had lost the gift. I spent the parade walking alongside my bicycle while my friend and her family rode theirs ahead of me. It was humiliating! And so now, at 30, I'm going to try and teach an old dog a somewhat new trick. We have a bike in our basement and it's being completely wasted. Now, it is Scott's exgirlfriend's bike and she was obsessed with Walmart. So, I'm sure it isn't the nicest one you'll find, but it's rideable. I'm really just trying to find any way to get some more minutes into my day. My to and fro work time could be cut in half. It's really the morning I'm concerned with. Ten more minutes would be a godsend. The idea of riding on the street terrifies me, but I'm going to try and perservere. Lesson number one starts tonight. I'm going to ride the bike up and down the sidewalk on my street. I'll keep you posted.