It’s Like Riding a Bike

I’m off tomorrow on an important mission – to encourage and advise my friend who’s decided (and I didn’t put any pressure on her AT ALL. No, really) to take up cycling. She’s borrowed a bike, and all it needs is a little love and attention and she’s planning to be pedalling down for her paper and a pint of milk instead of using the car (she lives a lot closer to her local shop than I do). Her friends all think she’s mad, apart from me of course – but they’d probably think me mad too. ‘How old are you?’ they’re asking her. ‘Is this the sort of thing you should be doing?’

With support like that, and the weather we’ve had, she’s been wavering a bit recently and I thought she was going to back out of it but she rang up recently full of determination to get back on two wheels. ‘If I don’t do it now, I probably never will,’ she said. ‘I was talking to my grandson the other day about it and he said, “Gran – maybe what you need is one of those mobility scooters instead.” So I said right, that’s my mind made up. I’m getting on a bike.’

It’s one way to motivate people to ride, I suppose…

3 Responses to It’s Like Riding a Bike

  1. […] help. Maybe bike training for constables isn’t such a bad idea after all. Maybe the best way to talk a grandmother into biking is tell her she needs a mobility scooter. The Four Season’s says ask your concierge about biking […]

  2. Way to scandalise the neighborhood! Hehe : )

  3. disgruntled says:

    Fortunately she’s the sort of gran who positively revels in scandalising the neighbourhood.

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