I've really enjoyed the bank holiday weekend. Aside from the fact that my garden, drive and patio are so much more weed free, we had a fabulous bike ride along an old railway track through a beautiful valley.
12 years ago, at the tender age of 28 (oops that's given it away), I couldn't ride a bike at all. I never learnt as a kid. As I progressed through my teenage years, I became embarrassed about it going to great lengths to cover it up, preferring to stay in whilst my mates played - rather than be discovered.
Then one day I decided to crack it. At 28 enough was enough! Please try and picture the scene if you can. This long-legged very wobbly 28 year old peddling with Hubby desperately running alongside, holding the handle bars. He wasn't allowed to hold the back of the seat. I know that trick - its the one where he would let go and as soon as I realise would likely land in a heap. At 5'7" I know exactly how far I have to fall!
But! I cracked it! Its just one example that I can look back on and know that I have the courage and determination I need to overcome the obstacles in my way. If I can do that, I can do anything can't I?
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