I never learned how to ride a bicycle until I was in my mid twenties. Fraternal eight year old twins I was babysitting in graduate school, Micheal and Hanna, taught me how to ride in the spring of 1999. It was not until 2001, after my husband and I bought my first bike for 13 dollars from an old man in Shelby, NC, I fell hard for a bike... More
In the Spring of 1992
Me. Young... still a virgin. In bed, making out with a cute guy I met a few weeks before, but nervous about things going any further than they already have.
Him. Worked up. Trying to push things further. Looking for the right button to press to unlock what was inaccessible.
As I try to extricate myself away from his eager arms, he says "Are you afraid? Because if you are, don't worry... it is easy. It is just like riding a bike."
"Oh..." I say with a slight bit of panic and confusion... "....but I don't know how to ride a bike...."
I would love to contribute here! I think it's a fab idea... our late bloomer effect may be that we have a special fondness for our bikes!!
Currently, I'm having brake problems...yet bikie's been parked by the library for about a week or so!
Funny story is that I still need to mature with my bike riding! haven't yet mastered riding standing up!! :)
I will never forgot this story. Never. It has stuck with me. Every time something about bikes comes up in a conversation, I find myself retelling it.
As for the guy, he would have been forgotten had it not been for the fact that he made this comment. We had nothing going. We made out a few times is all. I have no idea where he is right now.
bgFelasfit,I think learning to ride a bike late helps us appreciate it even more. Riding standing up! No no. Me can't do that either. Thank you for the enthusiasm.