Giving Something New A Go

Well, for me it's not really something new it is more like a chance to start again with an old hobbie that I loved at the age of seven, but lost my confidence with in the hills of the lake district. It is, of course, cycling. For years I have watched the Tour de France and enjoyed the suspence of sprint finishes, crashes and mountain climbs along with many other aspects of cycling that keeps me fixed to the screen. I do enjoy the fact that it is not as simple as it looks. A person, who knows very little about road cycling, would think the more races you win, the more likely you are to win the Tour de France. WRONG! It surprises people that Mark Cavendish won five Tour de France stages and wasn't even in the top 100, while Alberto Contador won no races but won the Tour de France. The answer for this isn't complicated, it is basically that Contador is more consistent than Cavendish and that he is a lot better than him in the mountains, where the tour is won or lost. I know this description of an aspect of the Tour de France has little to do with my first sentence, the reason for me losing track of the point of this paragraph is basically due to the fact I am trying to emphasise how I have rediscovered cycling and why I am giving it another chance. I have enjoyed for three years(I think) watching the Tour de France and after enjoying learning more about this sport, I feel it is time that I take it up again. It is a simple sport, which is not simple at the same time. It is simple in terms of learning how to ride a bike and it is a simple pleasure, the views you see on the Tour de France and in the British countryside are best enjoyed on a bike. It is not simple in terms of how a bike is put together. After watching a documentary on Tuesday night about a man (whose name I have forgotten) who went around the world to gain the components to make his perfect bike. It is remarkable the history of the bike. It shows the obstacles it had to overcome to become the basic two wheel mechanism which was easy and popular to ride at the same, even to this day we are still trying to improve it, so that we can find it less of hassle and more of a delight to ride. I only use the word hassle after seeing the old designs of bikes in its early days.
I'm losing track of thought again and I will come back to the original point of this text. This week I have been out on one of dad's old bikes three times. Initially, I felt quite anxious. I share dad's dislike of going downhill, I never feel in complete control when doing so, however I never felt that I was going to fall. After a few hiccups, it became easier and I have to say I enjoy it greatly. It's a hobbie everyone should take part in really, it gets us to places quicker and it get us fit. Nothing to complain about really. I am not as good as dad, but after a while I will be. The only regret I have is not restarting earlier, but it can be hard to get back into something when you had a bad experience with it. That is basically all I have to say really. I must warn I have not prove read this yet, so if there are any mistakes involving grammar or spelling, I apologise. cnewnrcfiuewofnoeri kdjcn kswdmwioe ckiem dsfas s. Thanks for taking the time to listen to what I have to say. I know I'm not very interesting but I know this paragraph is more interesting than dad talking about dough. Goodbye.