Not listening to Fear

I've lived in Portland for over a year and a half. Before, when I lived in Corvallis I biked everywhere, and hardly drove at all. When I left Corvallis I lived in places not so friendly to bikes and got out of the habit. When I moved to Portland, even though its been rated as very bike friendly city I was terrified of riding my bike. My partner doesn't ride either, having been in a very bad bike accident so I couldn't use him as motivation either. So my bike has mostly sat under the blue tarp in my backyard.

I finally figured okay, enough is enough and this week got my bike out and rode it. I went down to the Eastbank Esplanade, across the Steel Bridge, along Waterfront Park, and back across the Hawthorne Bridge. It was so easy! And fun! I've so missed riding my bike. It felt great. I will ride a few more times before putting my bike into storage.

Not sure if we'll be able to get bikes in South Africa, found out today from Leandra, the woman we'll be working with, that we won't be based in Cape Town as we had thought, but rather in a suburb of Durban, and will be traveling around South Africa quite a bit. So we will see..... but for now, it felt great to go through the fear, or not listen to it, or whatever it was and just live my life.