Well, sorta. I switched out my normal pedals and put on the SPD pedals. Dad came outside to help and offer advice. He has coached me in every sport I have ever done - from figure skating to soccer so it only made sense for him to be there while I fumbled with the pedals. It didn't take long to make the switch. I was slightly proud of my grease covered self for figuring it out on my own. I slipped on the tri bike shoes and attempted to clip my feet into the pedals. One foot and then the other. One foot. One foot. It was hard and I was scared I was going to fall. Dad tried to hold the bike while I got my balance and practiced. Finally I just took off down the driveway, stopping every so often in the grass. Eventually it all just clicked and away I rode around the block! Dad went back inside to rest- a man recovering from a heart attack should certainly not be outside in this heat but it made me happy to have his help and advice! Now I'm ready for my ride tomorrow with D! Bring on the hills!!
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clips CAN be tricky. in fact, i STILL can't figure how to get out and then back in without switching feet. sigh. enjoy!
Whoo hoo! The shoes look great, and I'm so glad you got the hang of them already! That was quick! Hope you enjoy the rest of your time in St Lou! xoxo
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