Hey! My name is Vicky and I'm a 20-year-old It student who loves to ride my bicycle. I have always been passionate about cycling, it makes me feel free and alive at the same time.
I used to live in a small town surrounded by mountains but recently moved to the city to pursue my studies. Although I miss my hometown, the city has its own charm.
The other day while riding on the busy streets of the city, I saw a model sitting on her bicycle and it inspired me to create a photo shoot with the same concept. So here I am, dressed in my cycling gear, ready for an adventurous ride through the mountains.
But as we started climbing up the steep mountain roads, the air became vibrating and hot. The asphalt was melting under our bikes and the pine trees were swaying in the wind. It was a hot summer day and I could feel my body getting exhausted and tired.
I pushed myself to keep going but after a few hours of riding, I hit a wall. My muscles ached, my lungs burned and I felt like I was bonking. But I didn't want to give up because my sister Rachel was waiting for me at the top of the mountain.
Finally, after hours of suffering and feeling bad, I reached the summit where my sister Rachel was waiting for me. She had already finished her ride and was sitting there, enjoying the view. But as soon as she saw me, her face turned serious.
She told me that I was pushing myself too hard and that I needed to take care of my body. She reminded me that cycling is a sport that requires discipline and self-care.
I felt embarrassed but also grateful for her concern. It was a valuable lesson that taught me how to balance between passion and safety while pursuing my hobbies.