There, I said it.
Once said, it raises eyebrows and drops jaws.
“What do you mean, you can’t ride a bicycle?” they all say in disbelief. “Everyone can ride a bicycle.”
Well, I can’t.
Never owned a bicycle while growing up and never needed to learn how to ride either. But I always wished I had learned.
My 12- year old daughter, who can fall down while walking in a straight line, is a bicycle whiz. She has never fallen off her bike and rides like the wind. I’m so proud of her. She even offered to teach me.
Part of my fear is that I’m in my mid-40’s and I don’t want to break any body parts at this age! Also, I’m kinda tall. Falling off a bike is going a really long way down…from my view…
And how do you stay atop those two wheels anyway?
This is on my bucket list, though. There is a great off-road bike path near where I live that’s about 10 miles long. It’s busy every weekend with riders of all levels and this is an activity my whole family could do together.
I really want to learn so I bought a bicycle a couple years ago and my husband tried to teach me. He’s a wonderful cyclist too, having ridden all his life. I can proudly say I never fell off, but the idea of having to always be pedaling is just totally foreign to me. And very tiring. Can’t even stop to rest without falling off? What?
I haven’t totally given up, but I couldn’t call myself a rider, either. For the moment, I’ve put this on the back-burner.
Too much work. Nothing like driving a car. Or running.
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