On the road

Yippppeeeee!!! I've done it - I'm riding a bike. I though it would take me days. The old expression, it's like riding a bike, you never forget, is true.

I stepped up onto the bike - saddle too high, was panicking that I couldn't get my feet on the ground - wobbled a bit and started to pedal. My husband held me straight for a few moments whilst I got the feel of it and then let go. I was laughing (hysterically, but don't tell them that), the kids were yelling 'come on mum, you can do it' and before I knew it, I was off!

(Down the road, that is, not off the bike)

Now I realise that a pootle around our close on a pedal bike is a long way off riding 100 miles. And I'll have to get the saddle sorted - I can't ride 100 miles asking passers by to give me a push off every time because my saddle's too high. But it's a major hurdle overcome. I'm elated - before the end of the summer i could be taking the kids out for rides.

Even better, I heard today that Lynne Morgan, a rider with chronic asthma, will be in the Bristol Evening Post today. And Mark Griffith, who lost 5 stone after being inspired by last years ride, will be in tomorrow.

Plus we've just had someone volunteer to help on the PR side, which is FANTASTIC as it really does need someone on the ground there to do the best possible job: with the best will in the world, I can't listen to Bristol radio/watch Bristol based news from here.

So all in all, things look rosy for the ride.

:-)