Five Step

Discover a bike friend. This is unmistakably what put me over the pinnacle as a debonair “guy who can ride a bike.” I began hanging out with someone whose desired thing in the world is biking, and I knew I would get to hang out with her more if I could bike too. I’m worlds better now—I’m still way after her, which is OK—and I be familiar with I would never have made it this far without being encouraged to do something I might not have pursued on my own. Now and then we’ve all got to be pushed into doing enjoyable things that scare us. And we almost always end up grateful and better for it. If you can’t push yourself, I bet you’ve got friends who’ll be more than happy to push you. Really, they’ll relish the opportunity to teach you, and to share something they love with you. And they’ll be almost as enchanted in your development as you are. Almost. Five years ago, I literally could not ride a bicycle. Five months ago, I could barely ride a bike without horrifying myself and those around me. Three days ago, I rode to the beach and back, 35 miles. That’s not a huge deal to a real cyclist, but I felt especially good because it was impressive I never thought I’d be able to sniff. I’m pompous and want to tell everyone I know; heck, that’s probably the primary reason I’m writing this guide. So go give it a shot. I undertake it’ll be worth conceited about.