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Originally Posted by kurisitaru
Wow, I think I read my story of 5 years past me, minus the son and instead of yellow jackets it was a salesman.
Honestly, I went to buy a bike dealt with jerk faces, bought it, aired the tires, fought to get on it, and then... why can't my legs take me up the smallest of hills? You want to hear something crazy, I biked every day for about 45 minutes after that for 2 weeks still feeling pain, my bum hurt so bad (who designed those seats) and then one day... I like... didn't even notice I was going up LARGE hills, and that 45 minutes easily faded into hours. I found bike paths, new trails, buddies, events... and suddenly biking was easy. It took a lot of pain, a lot of trials... and I wanted to throw it out the moment I started... but I figured it was better to get on the bike, than constantly wish I was able to do it.
It is SO hard in the beginning, of anything we do. Once we plow ahead, it gets easier. New jobs, new diets, new exercise, new dates, new friends, even new moms I'm sure feel the pressure and panic at the start. Then... it's like easy after a while.
Get on the bike again, trust me, when we haven't biked in a long time, the hills are painful, not just for people over weight, even thin people feel that pain in the legs trying to go up hills if they haven't worked their legs in a while. Keep at it, soon you'll be going over them in no time.
You can also try different exercise to get in shape first if you prefer. Strength training or 30 DS is a good one, then once you are more in shape, maybe the bike will seem like cake.
You are right of course. I am just being crabby and whiner because it is that TOM.
I actually chose the bike for a couple of reasons. I figured riding would be easier on the knees, the wind from riding would keep me cool, and the hills would give me more of a cardio workout since power walking and running hurts my knees. My knees were a little sore, but it was the pounding of my heart and the thought that I might have a heart attack that made me stop so often. I could barely catch my breath on the hills. It didn't help that the baby put me off balance.
Stupid salesmen. I bet I know the type, the ones that look super sleek in their biking gear and helmets. I have a group of men who bike together past my house on the weekends, about twenty (one of them rides a sit down bike) and I am at turns envious, mean spirited, and wistful. They are probably ALL bike salesmen! LOL And yes who invented those seats!? The wedgies are crazy! So what can I learn from the experience? Maybe go without the baby? Maybe before my husband goes to work? Bring water. Don't park the bike in that shed....
Thanks for all the encouragement, guys!