I had always found it hard to find a reason to give up smoking because my desire and motivation was never strong enough. But as I approached 50, I could feel my health fading fast, my lungs felt like they were shrinking and my heart had small pains all over the place. I was concerned for my longevity or lack thereof.
Therefore, I will be forever thankful to my brother for loaning me his mountain bike and inspiring a lost joy, triggering something that can save me from smoking (though sometimes I feel that my new hobby will be the new death of me, at least I will be enjoying it).
It’s been five months since my first serious ride for 30 years and I am still going strong. My heart feels great, my lungs can breath, I have lost 9kg (20 lbs) and I can now ride 100km’s in a session. Who would have thought? Not me, that’s for sure.
I am a road rider. As much as I can see the fun in dirt, mud and dodging trees. Road riding is what we did in my mid teens (when I last owned a bike and road all the time) and is what I enjoy today. Maybe I will add a mountain bike later but for now – its all tarmac.
Anyhow, I have decided to blog about my learnings. Maybe it will inspire someone to get off the cigs and get out on a bike, or maybe trigger the same feelings of rediscovery that I have had, about my pre-car childhood joy that can help you get fit again.
But the real point, whatever the motivation is there is so much to learn and understand for an adult to get into cycling, and getting started is the hardest part. I have 5 months of content to share about my lessons learnt as a novice.
So lets go back to February 2013, it’s the end of summer….
This seat is hard. These clothes are uncomfortable. This hill is steep…..