Cycling in Sydney Australia
Well, after 7 years of living with a cyclist (commuter/roady/grocery carrier) the biggest scaredy-cat in all of the cosmos (that'd be me) finally boarded a brompton and learnt not to fall off.
Amazingly (to me at least, but probably not to normal people) it only took me 6 days to go from sitting on a stationary brompton (with my feet only fleetingly leaving the ground) to pedaling from my trainer's view.
I am on now riding ( in a very wobbly and not very controlled fashion) but least my legs are going around (as are the wheels) and I haven't crashed - although there are still a few stop/starts especially if I think I am too close to...well anything (posts, bumps, slopes, grates etc).
So, here I am...trying to be a cycle-chick, rather than just a plain chicken.
It's hard to believe it - but I'm a cycling commuter, a mere 7 months after finally facing my falling fears!!
Jealously is only thinnly vieled…Continue
This week I braved the big bad world, roads and drivers – without my riding instructor, escort and all round nice-guy.
Without anyone to monitor traffic conditions for us, Julliet and I rode slow and steadily - using park paths, back streets and shared paths. We resorted to a bell chime only once, to warn a couple who were preoccupied in a canoodle on the path. Julliet disarmed them with her sheer beauty and sparkle.…Continue
Its now been a month since I boarded a borrowed brompton and learnt to ride. It seems that bike-lust is an automatic side-effect of acquiring pedal power - so after seeing Julliet (by Viva) in the window at Velosophy (EQ) I coveted her.
A wobbly test ride sealed the deal - so sensationally sit-uppy! Thankfully I have a handsome, encouraging (not to say generous) partner who happened to have a credit card handy - so now Julliet is mine, mine, all mine!!
I even rode her…Continue