Thanks for watching my video. Here are the details of the ride.
My joy, Harlom Bullet. Yesterday was a memorable day for me. A day to showcase my skills in #cycling. I learned how to ride with one hand since but I wasn't that perfect as I used to struggle with balance. But yesterday was a day of making a difference. I was able to cycle with one hand and also balance the weight of the bag I was hanging by the bike, awesome right?
Yesterday Saturday was a busy day for everyone in the house. We did a general house cleaning activity. So part of my duty was to go have the kitchen waste disposed of. I gathered the waste into one bag and headed to Michael's house to get my bike.
When I got there, Michael was just coming out of the bathroom and was in his tower.
So he helped me bring out the bike due to their dog's aggressive bark. He stood the bike before I balanced my bag by the handle, and then we exchanged pleasantries before I rode off.
On my way out, I got some photos of myself. I asked Michael to snap me while riding. This simply means that I was riding with one hand. It seemed impossible at first and I almost fell but as I got committed to cycling with one hand, I was able to do it.
My ride to the waste site with my phone and getting some photos wouldn't have been possible if I hadn't cycled with one hand because of the bag's heaviness.
On my way, I encountered bad roads. I also passed one of the bad paths where I fell once and had an injury, I can never forget that place.
On my way going, I saw a lady cycling. At this point, I learned that cycling could be of different types. She is lame, and can't walk so she moves about by #cycling. She paddles her bicycle with her hands. I imagined how stressful that would be even though she might have adapted to it. I also saw the little girl who helped her by pushing her out of the sandy compound to the tarred road. I also imagined how she would fare with those bad roads. I had empathy for her, but I couldn't help.
So after a little pause to observe the woman's hand cycling, I progressed to where I was heading.
With faster paddling and more focus, I arrived at the disposal site. When I got there, I parked my bike and had the waste disposed of. Now cycling is made easier, no more heavyweight and balance issues.
On my way back, I saw a young guy like me and I called him to give me some shots and he accepted. I was glad he took as many photos as he could before I got the phone from him and cycled back home.
As I was cycling back home, I saw several individuals who also used their bicycles for transportation, though they parked them to sort out things in shops.
From the highway, I sped to Michael's house, parked my bike and returned home. This time, the dog didn't make a noise, I guess it had marked itself now as a usual visitor.
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