So I'm in Melbourne, having spent two weeks in this glorious city with the most amazing bunch of people. I've wandered around the streets, the parks and walked alongside the river and felt inspired to be active - which is just as well considering all that lies ahead this year.
At Insane youth conference I lost count of the number of stairs I either ran/walked up or down each day but lets just say everything is feeling tighter....who needs a stairmaster!
I fly back tonight and then tomorrow begins the serious business of training. Unfortunately I find myself in a place of feeling scared about the stupid bike!
I know I can ride a bike...Ive done it for years. Its the shoes being attached to the pedals that I'm struggling with. People sometimes refer to something as being as easy as riding a bike....however I would want to suggest that perhaps its better to say "its simple but not easy"
I'm hoping that the scar already acquired on my arm will be the only one gained in my efforts to relearn to ride a bike.
Either way I've got to be prepared to fall or I'll never be willing to try
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