Hello, I’ve just started bike riding, practically for the first time in my life, and I’m pretty excited about it. I don’t have a great history with exercise. Mostly, I tend to overdo it and get injured. A risky combination of enthusiasm and lack of actual skill usually to blame. So starting with a 3-month training for a 100-mile ride may not be the brightest idea. I’ll keep you posted.

By the way, I live in Oakland. And my husband Scott is an avid bicyclist who somehow could never get me on a bike before February 14, 2007. He’s pretty excited about all of this. And he claims that though he is very fast, he will ride slow in order to keep me company.

If I stop riding, I’ll start a blog about something else. Probably knitting, improv, or food, or all three combined.

(Update: I’ve decided to post pics of my knitting on a separate page in this blog, because: Why not? The two obsessions are in parallel nascent stages, so it sort of makes sense…)

(Update #2: I’ve got all of my interests (food, knitting, improv) in the blog now. Falling as both action and metaphor.