Hard to teach old dog new tricks

Another aha! day. Sally called at 5 am to announce that it was still raining and we would not meet at 6 to run. I was pretty awake but managed to doze back off. Finally got up and had to force myself to go run in my neighborhood by myself. Three miles alone seems more like six! We usually do a little over 4 miles and it doesn't seem to be nearly as much as a mental and physical struggle as I had with myself today. And then . . . . I decided to do a trial run on my bike. Now, I love riding a bike--the wind in your face deal. I have a hybrid bike and someday want to graduate to a road bike but I'm scared of them. So, about a month ago, I bought bike shoes and had the clip-on pedals put on my trusty old bike. I sneaked into the spinning room at the gym and practiced clipping in and out on one of their bikes but the shoes click in much tighter on my bike. But, I decided to try to get started today. Why am I so afraid of this???? I managed to get my right foot clicked in, moved a few feet, and stopped without falling. Braver still, clicked in my left foot, went a few feet and fell down right in my driveway. Look like a third grader with skinned up elbow and knee. Rolled the bike back into the garage and then made myself try again--back out in the driveway. This time I clicked in with one foot and actually rode for a second or two but never got the second foot clicked in. Now, I need to go buy knee and elbow pads, and I'll be in business. And maybe some chain lube to put on the pedals to make it easier to disengage from the pedals. Makes running seem like such a simple sport--just have some shoes and socks and you're in business!!!!