What great stories!

I was active as a child - bikes, walking everywhere, softball in the front yard. I was never very good at sports - too skinny, nearsighted, and possibly just plain sissy! I was terrible in PE - was the last picked for the *games*... I preferred reading or playing with Barbies... until I discovered boys - and <<ahem>> pardon me girls, but I was going to marry Paul!
I took aerobics in the '80's, went off and on to the gym. Hated Hated sweating!

Until I turned 50! The weight had crept up, and I joined WW, started walking to lose weight, then running. My SO hooked me up with a beautiful bike, so I started road cycling. It was scary at first - and I'm still not so much into the *accessories* for bikes - running is much easier: all you need is a good pair of shoes! Getting used to the bike wasn't so bad - I do think once you know how to ride, you know how to ride. But riding a skinny-tired road bike was a little different than my cruiser back in the day. Clipping in and out was a bit of a challenge, but I was game.
And the end of that story - or is it the beginning - is that I love cycling. I'm not fast, and after a couple of months off the bike, I'm sure I won't be strong for a while, but I love it! I feel free and like a kid again. But it also makes me feel strong and independant - like a grownup woman!