Well, I'm wondering if perhaps it really isn't more about trying to be perfect first time out then an actual fear. I think it might manifest itself as fear but knowing myself it is probably more about looking dumb.

I also have found that I have to really rein Mr. Man in, who wanted to take me on the (poorly kept up) road, as opposed to paths, on my second ride.

I am considering taking me and my bike up to Wisconsin, which is where my parents live, and just riding without Mr. Man, and seeing if he is indeed the wild card in all of this. It is intimidating trying to pick up a spouse's sport when they're good at it!

I should say he's nothing but supportive, I don't want to make him sound like a jerk. He has confidence in me and I don't want to let him down.