Thursday, July 29, 2010
July has been a red letter month for me.
I have gone bike-riding three times this month. I don’t know when I was last on a bike, it has to have been years ago.
I couldn’t ride a bike during the months and years when I had severe pain in my neck, shoulders, arms and hands.
I couldn’t ride when my feet and knees went on me.
And I couldn’t ride when I had vertigo. I’d have fallen off. Or I’d have had worse symptoms set off from the herculean effort and energy expanded just keeping my balance.
But hey. Now I can ride a bike!
The first foray was only around the block. I waited two days to be sure there were no serious repercussions. Arms a bit sore, but that was to be expected.
So I got back on the bike again and went down to a little spot by the water and panted for awhile on a bench. Felt the breeze, watched the waves.
Felt alive in a way that hasn’t happened much in some years now.
My last trip (so far) was down a bike trail or greenway near my place. At the far end of it is my mother’s house. I wanted to find out how long it would take to ride that trail to her place. First experiment took me 15 minutes down the trail and then back home.
I am confident that I’ll be able to ride to my mother’s house before the summer is over.