Diary of a Whining Forty-Something Learning to Cycle. Vol. 2

Preparation is at the heart of any new undertaking. Right? At least for me. When starting a project, I have to do my own research, weigh all options (will it hurt, how much, will I gain something out of it, i.e. is it really worth the hassle – you get the idea!), ask everyone I possibly know who is an authority on this matter, suck their experience out (like an energy vampire) and then process it all. As I said in the first part of my diary: I put my mind to it.

As if learning to ride a bike is something you do with your mind. Be realistic: thinking about it won’t teach you how to do it, will it. And, still, I have to go through the motions. I can’t possibly do something important without calling upon my council!

Facebook, that is. If it’s not on Facebook, it doesn’t exist.

Just in case you didn’t get it, this was meant as sarcasm. Not too far from the truth, though. I do find this social medium very useful, as my friends usually engage in important discussions I want them to comment on. Thank you all!

The response I got was just wow. Bloody hell. Now that I’ve made it all public, though, I just have to at least give it a try. Interestingly, none of my friends took the mickey of me, and they flooded me with comments, pieces of advice, links to online tutorials, you name it.

Now, that’s my thing! Read and process what I’ve read. Who knows, after familiarising myself with the theory, the bike may decide to magically move by itself, and my body may just go with it without getting hurt. Maybe it will all come naturally to me and this time next week it’ll be all done and dusted.

Ha ha. In case you didn’t get this either, this was another dose of pure sarcasm. I’ll probably suck and will give up five minutes into my first proper biking lesson. Ready to bet? I sure am!

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