Next week, I’m participating in Cycle for Survival for the first time.

As you probably already know, Cycle for Survival is spinning event that raises funds to help cure rare cancers. Each biker (spinster?) fundraises to earn their spot on a bike. What you may not know is every dollar goes to actual research (for instance, no money is spent on say, maintaining their website or paying their Time Warner cable bill). I donated last year and the organization actually followed up with me and told me where my money went.  It made me feel even better about my modest contribution.
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I’m riding with the The Cycle-Angelos, a team started by my friends Blake and Timmy after Timmy’s dad was diagnosed and later passed away from cancer. Over the past 3 years, they’ve raised over $150,000 in support of pioneering research led by Memorial Sloan Kettering Cancer Center (MSK). I am so excited to be a part of the team.

If you’d like to donate, any amount helps.  (Thank you, thank you, thank you!!!)

Three years ago, at age 29, I could not ride a bike. Since then I’ve competed in a Duathlon (Run-Bike-Run), biked in foreign countries (Iceland, Colombia), and logged miles on Manhattan’s busy streets.

I wouldn’t believe it was possible so I wanted to share the story of my journey.

Here’s the story of how I learned to ride a bike:

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Athleisure Mag invited me to try IMAXShift  a new spin studio in Dumbo. I was not paid to write this post, but I was invited to attend this event and class for free.

IMAXShift is a hip new spin studio in Dumbo. They have a unique take on the traditional 45-minute cycling class. The bikes are set up stadium-style, facing a giant, Imax screen.

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As advertised, I am learning to ride a bike.

Bike riding 101 took place in Riverside Park. For non-New Yorkers, it’s the park where Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks meet at the end of You’ve Got Mail.

What’s not pictured in the culminating scene of the film is Tom Hanks’ ferocious beast of a golden retriever whizzing around, taunting me as I wobble precariously on Matt’s mom’s bike.

But I’ll back up.

I was really nervous for my first lesson. A good chunk of the nerves stemmed from the fact Matt was teaching me and I didn’t want to throw the same hissy fit I threw in the early 90’s that got me out of bike riding in the first place.  And my concern was: did I have enough material for an entirely new hissy fit about biking?

But seriously.  I wasn’t sure I could handle failure graciously. I was worried I’d have a hard time learning and that I’d get really embarrassed and frustrated at my failed attempts. But that didn’t stop me from trying.

I met Matt at the park and coincidentally we wore matching outfits. #YOLO

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