A New Lesson in Moderation
I knew if I went for a bike ride I'd be working different muscles than when I walk. However, I don't own a bike. Instead, I used my grandson's old bike. The hard seat left a little to be desired, but because I'm only 5'1" frame I didn't look like my knees reached to my chin when I pedaled (although I felt like it).
The hills of Georgia are beautiful until you try pedaling uphill. By the time I raced down the first hill and climbed back up one crank at a time I knew this ride would be longer than I thought. When I walked in the house my legs wobbled, but I'd learned another lesson.
I started out with plan to ride the three miles I usually walk. Instead, it didn't take long to know I'd push myself if I went half the distance. If I had to, I'd even walk (which I did just a bit up one of the hills).
Donna Sundblad
Author of
Pumping Your Muse and
Windwalker



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