In the words of the great, Warren G: Regulators! Mount up!
Some of y’all were along for the ride yesterday when I mentioned I got my road bike, thanks for the support! I knew my next step was to master the pedals, but I had no idea it would happen so soon. I came home last night and Andrew told me it was time to practice clip-in pedals. He already switched my pedals, leaving me no choice to back-pedal out of this decision. Talk about a bold day 2 move. I was hoping to stroll home for a glass of wine.
In case you’re curious: Clipless pedals (also clip-in or step-in) require a special cycling shoe with a cleat fitted to the sole, which locks into a mechanism in the pedal, holding the shoe firmly to the pedal. Most of today’s clipless pedals lock to the cleats when stepped together firmly, and unlock with when the foot is twisted outward.
– Like training wheels, you weeble and wobble. I didn’t fall, thank jeebus. I did come reaaaal close twice. Of course I look right at Andrew to say it was clearly his fault. A lot of pressure to balance and push. I seriously felt like I was learning to ride a bike again, how wimpy am I?
– Know how to get on and off a bike. Seriously, you laugh but if you don’t start pedaling you’ll sink like a brick.
– Once you feel the clip-ins working with it, it’s the ah-ha moment. Fluid.
– Clipless pedals are like a bottle opener. You slide in, not push down on top. Andrew said it was like putting your foot in a heel, slide it in ladies.
– You won’t fall off riding, it’s when you stop that you raise your chances for a concrete kiss.
In all seriousness, I was hella frustrated. Andrew is an ah-mazing teacher, he never yelled at me once – probably should have. I was scared, still am a bit, but think of others out there doing it daily. It can be done. If you had asked me a year or even 6 weeks ago if I’d be road biking I, like Norak (my mom), would have said fat-fat chance. I blame Boulder. Norak is none to happy about this adventure, for the record:(
I am truly fortunate to be surrounded by friends that are doing some amazing things and constantly challenge me to be active in different ways. I cannot wait to share with you Mrs Ironman Elena’s story and this past weekend my friends killed it at the Teva Mountain Games in Vail, CO.
There could def be a few pros out there thinking I am certifiable for being nervous about biking, but everyone has to start somewhere, right? If you have even a tiny inkling that you’d like to try it, DO it. I think once I get the hang of this, it’s going to be gangbusters.
Do you have a group of friends that encourage and motivate you? What keeps you truckin’ to stick with new, challenging activities?