Today may be a day I need to get a little sassy, with who remains to be seen. Maybe just with myself. Instead of believing any sign posts, especially the ones that indicate no way forward from here, just get going. This is one of those days to pull myself up by the bootstraps and get on with it. Forget the naysayers, even the one in my head and leave my fears at the edge of my yard and move out of the shadows into the future.
I think the pink bike is another horse, definitely one of a different color.
Too bad this bike doesn't have one of those little bells so I could ring, ring, ring it and let 'em know I am on the loose. Giddy up!
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I got my first bike when I was about 30. Rob brought home a big old heavy Schwinn from a garage sale, and I spent a week or so in the back yard learning to stay upright and pedal at the same time. I immediately got some of those plastic streaming ribbons for it ;)
ReplyDeleteI haven't rode a bike in years, not even at the YMCA. I remember we would take old playing cards and a clothespin and put on spoke and it would click/clack as we rode the streets of oz. Good memories, thanks for sharing yours.
Delete"the naysayers, even the one in my head" those are often making the loudest noise and are the most persistant :)
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