The funny thing is that even though I have a heck of a time motivating myself out the door some days, I'm really enjoying each and every ride. Today's was short; I wasn't feeling great and was probably only out for 45 minutes or so.
It looked like it was going to be a mountain bike day, but the main roads seemed mostly clear of snow, so I took the EZ-1 and just tooled around the neighborhood for a while. It turns out that all of the side streets had snow and ice, but I wasn't in any hurry and found it kind of fun seeing what I could ride with a 451 Primo Comet rear tire. I actually had surprisingly little trouble.
It's odd how you get these ideas of what you can't do, and then of course they are true because you think they are. Since I was just out playing around, was low to the ground anyway, and didn't have traffic to worry about I got over my fear of falling. And I didn't fall. Oh, I put my foot down once in a while, but that was it.
I saw these kids out goofing around and having a great time. The were just going around he neighborhood shoveling snow for fun. They slid down this steep alley a couple times then went off and shovelled some sidewalks and driveways. No knocking on doors or money changing hands (and I suppose someone shelling out hard cash may have expected a bit more linear concept of snow shovelling); they were just having fun. So was I.So, of course I tried this hill, and I actually
made it to 10 feet or so from the top--way, way farther than I imagined possible (it wasn't easy walking the last bit in my Diadora mt. biking shoes). The kids were tagging right along behind (and not having any trouble keeping up). They know fun when they see it.
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