Artist's Way Blog
|Posted by Kate Gavigan on June 18, 2011 at 4:31 PM|
Learning new steps is a big risk at any age. But let’s face it, a 3 year old doesn’t fall far!
I got a bike this year after a 30 year gap as a rider and the pavement got harder and farther away than in my small Midwest town as a 20-something. It’s true I’ve been riding a bike in a spin class for 18 months but taking one outside……a whole different sport.
· Trucks and SUV’s give a new meaning to defensive riding
· I don’t do spandex so other bikers may also distain me (yes, they definitely do!)
· My choice of helmet has more to do with color than aerodynamics
BUT there is such unexpected joy in speed - with memories of waterskiing or sledding or racing after a puck on ice! When did I become so afraid of falling---
· Literally on my butt
· Or socially on my face
· Or emotionally on my sword
Tomorrow I’m returning to a day in my life as a 12 year old. Getting on my bike with some water and a snack and simply riding away from home. No destination-no distance or speed goals-no calorie count for the workout-just the joy of wind in my face, the unknown adventures of a life with possibility!
Taking new steps? It ain’t easy at any age.