To push oneself.

Today, I actually logged into my blog account in order to try and give myself the incentive to stay on track. Things are very stressful recently, regarding university, moving house, work, money etc, that I just feel run ragged. My care co-ordinator said it's important to devote a certain chunk of my day to look after myself. So this is my attempt to relax.

The other day, I rode a bike.

I haven't rode a book in years. I've found I almost forgot how to (Although not quite, adding flames of truth to the old saying.)

With trepidation and slight panic I eased myself onto the seat and pedalled around my area for an hour or two. I was elated! I looked something like this:

(Give or take a few differences; gender being one of them.)

I even managed to ride on the road, despite my fear that I hadn't taken a cycling proficiency course when I was 11 years old and, therefore, had no valid claim to cycling on the road. ("It's all common sense!" my boyfriend remarked. Too bad

this is one thing I have a severe lack of.)

The conclusion of this day was positive - I now want a bicycle. At the top of my list of positive qualities is realism. I expect to look something like this when I have my bicycle:

Moral of the day: Don't let past fears hold you back, no matter how small they are! We get stuck in ruts and our way of thinking becomes part of us, but they don't have to be. They are just thoughts and ideas, not a tangible obstacle.