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Diary of a Cycling Instructor
A game of two halves
“It’s your road and yours alone; others may walk it with you, but no one can walk it for you” (Rumi)
Replace “road” and “walk” for “bicycle” and “ride” and you’re deep in cycling training territory. Yup, that’s what I always tell my young charges. It’s your bicycle and yours alone, others can ride with you but no one can ride it for you.
Also, would you let them do it?
Most of the fun in cycling comes from the freedom one feels when two-wheeling one’s way around town. I wouldn’t let anyone take that feeling away from me.
From the sublime to the platitudinous. I started this post with a quote by the spiritually-driven 13th-century (AD) Persian poet Rumi, and now I continue with a well-worn football cliché.
Of course football is a game of two halves. And occasionally, four halves, when there’s extra time. But when commentators indulge in this most tautological of peccadilloes, what they mean is that one half has been more exciting than the other one.
Similar to what happened to me recently when I worked at a school in Barnet.
