My first CBT course, and sadly unprophetic dreams of mastering a manual 125cc motorbike in one day. We were asked at the start 'can you ride a bicycle without falling off?' and all giggled smugly. In fact I didn't feel nervous at all...until confronted by the bike, surrounded by men, and had to exhibit with confidence the art of 'un-standing and re-standing' the bike. It all sounds so easy except it wasn't. On my third desperate attempt with the combined silent will power of everyone watching, I managed to wrestle it back onto it's leg to a round of applause no less. And immediately decided the only way forward was an automatic scooter. Sigh still feeling remnants of deflation all these hours later. But I did pass - figure eights, u-turns, emergency stops, circling cones in a disused car park, and a gruelling slog on a bitterly cold day from Worthing to Shoreham. Felt like a hard day. Why am I putting myself through this? I love riding pillion, I love motorcycles but everything else is a mystery. Maybe it just needs to be summer.
Thought of the day 'LOOK TO WHERE YOU WANT TO GO!'. If you're looking at the green fence, that's where you're going to end up, if you're looking at the pot hole - THAT's where you're going to end up'. Look up and ahead to exactly where you want to go'. How often did the magnificent instructor yell this out to me today as I whizzed past in all my automatic scooter glory. In a nutshell that's really all you need to know about life isn't it?
I love that wisdom -- with my lack of balance and perpetual falling down, I normally watch the ground to keep myself upright. Perhaps, I should start following this bit..:)
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