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Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Like riding a bike

This weekend, Sean and I went to (finally) buy bikes. It was a wedding present from his uncle and I’d been looking forward to getting them for weeks. 

After I’d picked out what was sure to be the one, the nice man helping us so kindly suggested I actually try it out. Who knew you shouldn’t pick it based on price and appearance alone?

So I hesitantly wheeled the bike to the parking lot. Relief flooded over me when I realized the salesman was going to stay inside. I certainly didn’t need an audience for what I was sure was going to be a disaster. I hadn’t ridden a bike in 2 years, and before that, it was probably at least 6 more. I was sure I was going to need training wheels or, at a minimum, refresher instructions on how to go from standing to moving forward on two wheels.

But just like they say, you never forget how to ride a bike. I may be a little unsteady—I’m certainly not jumping curbs or letting go of the handlebars like Sean—but it came naturally to me.

Now of course I can’t wait to cruise all over town. I took it out for a quick spin Sunday night—only to my mom’s house half a mile away—but being the Mr. Responsible that he is, Sean says we can’t go any farther until we get our bike locks and helmets. (Related: He’s going to make a great dad someday, wouldn’t you say?)

I’m very excited for what will hopefully become a fun new hobby for us. Of course, it’s just in time for fall to be around the corner, but I intend to get as much riding time in as possible before the streets are covered in slush (ugh, winter, I loathe thee).

1 comment:

  1. that's a great wedding gift! enjoy your new bikes! :)

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