I got the bike out today. Pushed it across the street to the church parking lot. got on. put my foot on the pedal and pushed down, put my other foot on the other pedal and did the same. moved about 5 or 6 feet forward, in a wabbly fashion. then I did the same thing over again.
I wish I had a recording of my breathing. I am sure it would bring a smile if not a full-out laugh.
That was all I could manage today. I will try to look at it in a positive way, but it is difficult to see anything but failure. I still feel just as scared. So what have I really accomplished? At least I didn’t hurt myself. that is a positive thing. lol
hopefully I will go farther next time.