It is a crazy beautiful spring day out. 75 degrees, no wind, perfect Iowa day.
And I am inside, feeling nervous.
I’m planning on a bike ride this afternoon and it has been so long since I’ve been on my bike that I’ve gotten myself all spazzed out about worrying that: I’ll fall, my butt will hurt, I’ll fall, it will hurt, I’ll fall, etc.
I know I just need to get back out there, especially since I have a lot of cycling to do this summer, but I’m dragging my feet.
Okay, internet, here is the deal. I am going for a bike ride at 3:30pm today. This will happen. Yes.