I'm very upset about this.
I mentioned that last Friday, riding a bike with recently upgraded brakes that I was unused to, I
had my two first falls in traffic. I was unhurt both times, and conscientiously got back in the
saddle both times immediately, because I was afraid of going phobic.
Unfortunately, by the time I took Behemoth out to go to work on Monday, phobia had well and truly
set in. I was unable to start the bike up the initial hill from my home. I wheeled her to a flatter
section on a secure bike path, and was able to start. But then I was unable to start on another
uphill and had to wheel her into work. On arrival, I was shaky and weepy.
By evening, I was unable to start at all. Simple paralysis. I cannot put that initial pedal down and
let go of the brakes and move. After wheeling her home I tried starting on the easier Myrtille, in
the security of the underground parking where there is no traffic, no weather, and completely flat
conditions. Same result: complete paralysis at startup. My brain says "Go on, you can do this", but
my body just will not respond. I can no longer ride a bike.
I'm particularly worried because about ten years ago I abruptly lost the ability to mount an
escalator. Unlike this occasion, it was not the result of an accident, but to this day escalators
are such an issue to me that I have to go out of the way on my trips on the Paris metro to avoid
them, and cannot use certain shops that have no elevators or stairs. I am sometimes able to get on
an up-escalator (never a down), but it takes so long, and so much psych-up, and raises blood
pressure so high, and keeps so many people waiting, that it is no longer worth it.
Every time I think about biking now I have an anxiety attack, and I had anxiety dreams about biking
all last night. I was delighted with a weather warning of black ice conditions because that gave me
an excuse to come to work on foot and just not face the bikes today. (In fact, the morning was warm
and there was no ice or snow). All the pleasure has gone out of it.
Has anyone here had to deal with this sort of situation? I'm at loss what to do. I think this
weekend I shall have to go back to the very first thing I ever did on a bike: put the seat way down
to kiddie-height and try to balance her downhill without pedalling. But I trust neither bike:
Behemoth is too difficult overall and Myrtille really needs to have her brakes softened before I
will risk her again.
EFR Depressed in Ile de France