I’m not much of a cyclist. There was the frame snapping crash in Richmond Park. The surfboard fin through the spokes in Eastbourne. The time my sister (who is a good cyclist) took me mountain biking – exhausted uphill and terrified downhill I walked most of the way. Then there was the time a friend took me mountain biking along a hillside walking track. I stopped to let some hikers past, got my foot tangled in the pedal while trying to start up again, and keeled over the edge of the track and down a bank, bike on top of me. Only my pride was hurt, but that was sufficient.
Anyhow, I tell you all this because maybe, just maybe, my ineptitude on a bicycle explains why this you tube video is so darn amazing to me. Maybe. But I doubt it.
