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 at Day 3 of (wobbly and not very controlled) riding - 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.