I am always amazed and humbled by the power of the mind.

Yesterday, I had my first bike riding lesson. We went to the park around the corner from me. There was some street hoops event there, of course so we tried to find a calm little section to practice on. There were kids everywhere. 8 year olds riding around on their bikes, mocking me. Mocking me!

Initially, it was fine. I was riding right away and felt pretty good about it …

... until I almost knocked a child out of their carriage.

Now, I know that people fall when they start riding a bike but it’s still a bit scary. The fall messed with my head. The confidence that I built got chipped away at, or rather hacked at. I was riding fine before that. Felt pretty confident but then I just kept falling.

It was so clearly a mind thing. I know that. That’s the hardest part. You know it’s just in your head and you just need to get over it but for some reason you can’t.

Eventually, I did get back on my bike and rode for a block. I’m proud of myself but being the perfectionist that I am, still unhappy.

More biking adventures to come …