This phrase has always annoyed me, because riding a bike has NEVER been easy for me. I've always suffered from poor balance and I haven't been on a bike since I was 12. I've struggled with climbing, general clumsiness, driving a manual car (because I find it hard to co-ordinate easing my foot off the clutch and my other foot onto the accelerator at the same time), lack of co-ordination when learning particular dance moves, and my gross motor skills were quite poor as a young child. It seems Rory has similar issues. Only in the last few weeks I've been wondering if we both have some form of gross motor dyspraxia.
But this is the year I've decided to confront my fear of riding a bike. I mentioned in my 5 Hopes For 2017 that I don't want to miss out anymore. Since my brother-in-law has just bought Duncan and I new bikes as presents, now is the time to start.
Maybe one day I'll join the Ride for Compassion.
For now...baby steps.
Did you know there are classes to help adults learn to ride a bike? It turns out I'm definitely not the only one to struggle with this.