I’m dance-y happy….
yesterday, C was at the bike shop around the corner from our house and spotted a bike he thought I might like.
I’ll back that up for a second by admitting that I’ve never learned how to ride a bike. the year after I got my first bike was the year Dad died…and I already had kinda sketchy balance. C, on the other hand, is an avid mountain biker, bicycles all over town too. we’ve gone bike shopping for me before, but I was just too freaked out by the sense of being way the hell up there to be comfortable enough to spend the money.
but C saw this bike, and did a little online research, and when I got off of work yesterday, we walked over to take a look.
it was pretty — low cushy seat, shiny silver body — and comfortable, sitting there, and the bike shop guys were friendly, so I decided to try it out….
took off down the street, and just went. I rode the damn thing around the block, with a couple of freak-out stops, but with a sense of comfort and ease that I’ve never had with a bike before. not when I was 8, not when I was 25. I got back to the bike shop and asked, “so, how much for a helmet?”
🙂
last night, we rode down to the library. again, some freak-out moments…there’s a lot of crazy hills between us and the library…but I did it. afterwards, I was foolish giddy.
today I had a vacation day, but spent most of it doing stuff away from home. however…this evening I’ve taken 2 bike rides around the neighborhood. suffice it to say that I am very happy I finally got a bike, and oddly enough, happy I waited until C discovered this one.