i have a bike. i am unsteady. i wish i'd bought the more expensive helmet.

After months of unsuccessfully searching for a used push bike, I buy one. It's cheap. Its' crappy. The everlovin' is skeptical that I will even ride it - exercise does not come easily or naturally to me. While looking at this bike, he says 'It doesn't even have any gears'.
'So', I reply. 'I don't know how to use them anyway'.

It does seem late in life to be learning how to ride a bike, but riding, rather than driving around town has been an aspiration of mine for a while.

I see all the bike riders looking healthy and carefree and it makes me think, 'I want me some of that'. Unfortunately, riding a bike is nothing like it looks. It's hard work, I am out of breathe, and I have to walk the bike uphill because I don't have enough power to keep it upright. I'm unsteady and I'm adding an old person fall to my to do list.

Last night I sorted out seat and handle bar heights. Today I ride to Cheery's in the dark. I have to walk 2 of the steeper blocks. My bum hurts, my thighs burn. I am tremendously unfit but I am also stubborn to the point of ridiculousness. I will get get better. Cheery and I walk our 5kms and then I ride home. It takes 5 minutes to drive compared with 11 minutes to ride and only 2 - maybe 3 - hours of unconsciousness to recover. Bike riding is the way of my future.