After passing the 9 hole golf test, I think my knee is ready for a real bike ride. I know, that was a whole lot of bellering and wailing for a three week injury. I didn’t necessarily shoot very well yesterday, but then, I’m not much of a golfer on the best of days.
Unlike the child in this photo I will not have the benefit of my racially diverse parents to cheer me on. Don’t worry, they’re actors, and that kid can probably ride just fine.
Do you remember learning to ride a bike, or has it been too long?
I often credit my Schwinn Mag Scrambler as my first bike, but I know there was a purple bike of unknown make and model before that.
Some of you out there have tiny little people, often called babies, and others are expecting the same in the near future. Have you thought about how you are going to teach them to ride?
Will you promise not to let go and then let go anyway?
I think that ruthless tactic works best, but there are definite consequences to the long-term relationship.