I have a confession...
I never learned to ride a bike as a child. I had a tricycle when I was a toddler, but when I outgrew it, it never even occured to me to request a bike because, young as I was, I recognised my own wimpishness in learning to do things which might actually lead to me getting a little roughed up when I fell off (as I recognised I inevitably would).
The upshot was I went through my childhood, teens and early adulthood feeling envious of those who could ride, but never getting on a bike myself. As I got older, and my waistline spread, the envy lessened, especially once I got a car. But I never quite lost it completely.So I reached my milestone 30th birthday, and although it wasn't quite the crisis some people make of such milestones, I had this mad notion that I needed to challenge myself by learning a new skill and decided it was time to do what my young nieces could do without any problem at all - ride a bike.
I never learned to ride a bike as a child. I had a tricycle when I was a toddler, but when I outgrew it, it never even occured to me to request a bike because, young as I was, I recognised my own wimpishness in learning to do things which might actually lead to me getting a little roughed up when I fell off (as I recognised I inevitably would).
The upshot was I went through my childhood, teens and early adulthood feeling envious of those who could ride, but never getting on a bike myself. As I got older, and my waistline spread, the envy lessened, especially once I got a car. But I never quite lost it completely.So I reached my milestone 30th birthday, and although it wasn't quite the crisis some people make of such milestones, I had this mad notion that I needed to challenge myself by learning a new skill and decided it was time to do what my young nieces could do without any problem at all - ride a bike.
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