“So there I was, standing in the middle of a high end bicycle shop, feeling very much like a fish out of water. I had recently rediscovered the joys of cycling when I participated in the 2006 “Tour de Cure”. It’s a fundraiser sponsored by the American Diabetes Association. I had been asked to participate by some dear friends one of which, unfortunately, has diabetes.
When I first entertained the thought of riding a bike on a 25 mile course I was certain I could never do it! My mind drifted to the corner of our garage where my old, red Peugeot had been tucked for the past 12 years. The tags from the bike shop that had done the last tune up were still hanging on the handlebars, all faded and sad looking. The tires were flat and the rubber was all deteriorated .A layer of dust and cobwebs were testimony to the fact that I hadn’t been on that bike in over a decade! I wasn’t even sure I could still balance on a bike, let alone ride one for 25 miles! But not only did I complete 25 miles, I went on to do the 60 mile course!
I had so much fun participating in the Tour de Cure that I decided right then and there to participate in as many charity rides as I could. Which of course meant updating my gear! Which brings me back to why I was at the bicycle shop, feeling out of place. I quietly observed the seasoned cyclists strolling through the front door, many of them pushing their bikes alongside, all decked out in their cycling gear. Their bodies long and lean and oozing with good health. As they conversed with the shop employees I did my best to tune in to the conversation in hopes of learning something. But it was as if they were speaking a different language. It was painfully clear to me at that moment in time that I did not belong. I was an outsider. A newbie. A beginner. I couldn’t help but think, “what on earth have I gotten myself into? I really don’t belong here.. . . I am such a Wannabe!”
But then something inside me said, “so what’s wrong with being a wannabe? You’ve go to start somewhere!” And it was at that moment I decided that there was no shame in being a wannabe. In fact, I decided I was proud to be a wannabe! At least I had my sights set on something and wasn’t just sitting on the couch, hypnotized by some electronic gadget! So I decided to form “TeamWannabe”. A casual cycling team who’s goal is to put a positive “spin” on the term “wannabe”. And with that goal in mind, I invite everyone to join TeamWannabe or at least adopt the wannabe spirit! After all, don’t we all wannabe doing something to improve our lives and perhaps even the lives of others?”