Drive

At around 10.55am this morning I heard those sweet words 'I'm pleased to inform you that you have successfully passed your driving test'.

I trembled, my heart raced and the adrenaline hit me, its taken me 4 attempts to pass.

It was a lovely day out, not a cloud in the sky and the light breeze on my face felt good.

It's been a long hard road though, I'd taken 2 hasty tests before my operation in March earlier this year, I really wasn't ready but I thought I'd chance it anyway, then of course there was the pain I was in before my operation, sitting still for so long whilst driving wasn't easy. I took my 3rd test about 6 weeks ago and nerves got the better of me, and like an idiot I got into a distracting chat with the examiner which didn't do my concentration any favours.

This morning though there seemed to be a change in the air, I really felt focused and ready, yesterdays lesson nerves had seemingly receded, usually I really screw up on lessons just before the test.

So, after a quick hours drive this morning before the test I felt eager, hungry to get on with it. I kept repeating the mantra 'keep calm, listen to the examiner and read the road ahead'.

I kept the chit chat to traffic lights, I concentrated, I repeated the mantra.

I passed. I hugged my instructor when I got out of the car, I shook the examiners hand vigorously.

Summer never felt so good.