Yeah, I'm a pro

I was trying to motivate myself to work out the other day when Dave suggested I try riding his bike. He has one of those road/racing/cycling bikes, the really sleek ones that you see the guys riding down roads with all the spandex on. (Don't worry, Dave doesn't do the spandex thing. I made sure. :) ) When he asked me, I was thinking "Okay, I can do that. I haven't ridden a bike in forever." I think the last time I rode a bike was my nephew's bike in Arizona, when I was about 8 months pregnant. Ha, remember that Jody? Anyway, I thought "How hard can it be?" I was (obviously) forgetting that Dave has the special shoes that clip into his tiny pedals on the bike. I really wish we had taken pictures, but try to imagine me trying to clip a biking shoe (about 5 sizes too big for me) onto this little peddle about the size of a small lemon, all the while Dave was holding the bike upright so I wouldn't fall over once I had the first foot in. Oh yeah, and I was wearing a helmet. Then, once I had both shoes clipped in, he had to push me off so I could gain momentum. At this point, I could ride for miles on end. Then comes the hard part when you have to stop to cross a street. Your feet are clipped in, and this could pose a problem if you don't get them out soon enough. I didn't fall, surprisingly, because I was aware that my feet were clipped in the entire time. I went about two miles, with Dave & Bentley following me in the car. ( I know...just picture it.) I did so good, perhaps I will try it again tomorrow...if Dave has time to hold the bike up for me to clip in and follow behind me in the car...