Originally Posted by
StanSeven
Father sexually abused me as a child and I totally blocked the memories. That caused lots of anxiety. Later running and then cycling got rid of the anxiety. Now that I remember everything, cycling keeps everything in check.
Glad that you found a way to cope. Hang in there.
In 1953 when I was six, my mother and my older brother put me on a bike that was too large.
They put at the top of the driveway and went to the bottom to coach me.
Then they dug me out of a huge thorny rosebush.
I rode as a kid. Quit at 16.
Started again while a law student with friends when Peugeots first reached Missouri.
Raced enough to learn that I can sprint, but don't have the speed to be at the front to sprint when it counts.
Rode through a 21 year marriage. She was not physical enough to do more than smoke on the back of the tandem.
Just started dating a guy who is a faster rider. He beat the train in the Durango-Silverton ride. We plan to get on my tandem soon.
Now I find cycling to have physical and mental benefits that I never want to be without.