Monday 18th November
Today, for the first time in about 20 years, I rode a bike.
OK, technically I borrowed Petra's whilst in San Pedro and spent about 30 seconds on it, but today I hired a bike and spent a few hours cycling the streets of Pucon.
To my surprise the old adage "you never forget how to ride a bike" is true - I didn't. The best part of 20 years since I'd last ridden a bike just weren't there and within a very short time I'd gone from "wobbly, but cycling" to "cycling".
Yes there was, is, a long way to go in terms of rediscovering my confidence and ability on two wheels, but that is a matter of time, repetition and possibly a little training.
It was really good to be peddling around San Pedro - a small, quiet, town, at low enough altitude that I didn't have to worry, where all I had to do was keep an eye on traffic.
I have already asked a friend of mine for advice on what I should be looking for in a bike for when I return to London - it would be a nice option. I have also asked for any pointers on training courses, specifically aimed at safety.
I shall be spending as much time researching bike seats as everything else - good lord they are uncomfortable.
And don't worry - there will be no lycra.