Wow, I can ride a bike, I can move, I can leave the little square of land that I can barely hobble round, I have been up new roads, to new places, so fast, so easy. A few wobbles and quite nervous of the traffic but wow, a whole new world as my life fades, a world like before, when I could move. Bike goes very fast and often goes on it's own very fast with me not doing anything, it is almost too fast for me, and I have to be alert about traffic and pedestrians, but bike gets me out of the crowds of grockles, it makes me go very fast.
I first learned to ride a bike when I was 7, a bit later than my siblings, my first bike was from a skip, I don't remember much about it, but learning to ride this bike reminds me more of learning to ride my motorbike when I was 21. Slightly wobbly and nervous, trying to remember the rules of the road, when I have been stuck in a world of hobbling and restriction for so long.
I hope tomorrow I am not in too much pain because I just want to go out on my bike forever, rage against the dying light and bikebikebike. And then watch my trains video
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u3tlCqqg7lw
So glad you got a bike in the end! Hurrah!
ReplyDeleteI haven't heard the word "grockles" for ages, happy memories!