I came to the conclusion, after all of your helpful advice on learning
how to ride a bike, that that should be first and foremost the most
important step in learning how to unicycle.
So, Sunday afternoon, my mum brought her bike over, and I cracked open a
Jones Soda to celebrate. Inside the caps of these soda bottles are
lines from fortune cookes. Mine said, "The project you have in mind now
gains momentum."
It was a sign.
So I invited a friend to come over Monday afternoon to teach me how to
ride a bike. But Monday morning, I was so insane with worry that I
wouldn't accomplish anything, that I went out at 8 AM to get started.
My mother's bike is a monster, and with the seat all the way down, I
could barely touch the ground with my toes. So I begged a next-door
neighbor to lend me his mountain bike. This was also too big. So, to
my complete self amusement, I "borrowed" a 9-year-old neighbor's bike.
The thing had to be about a foot tall.
By all accounts, I should be dead right now. I had no helmet, no
brakes, no one around, just some extremely intimidating blacktop and my
neighbor's imminiscule two wheeler.
The process of aquiring this bike took until 9 AM, and with frequent
breaks in between to nurse my steadily declining self esteem (thank you,
onlookers, for pointing and staring at me), I could officially ride a
bike by 10 o'clock. All in all, I estimate it took about 45 minutes.
I took a break to celebrate dramatically by calling everyone I knew and
bragging to them. I even called my dad, who apologised for never
teaching me, and, to my surprise, told me that there is still a fairly
decent-sized mountain bike of my own stashed away in the garage of his
house. He never put it together all the way because he knew I would
never need it, but he promised to bring it over Wednesday for me to
practice on.
I'm still terrible at steering, and my breaking is a little off. I'm
proud to say that I only really "crashed" once while I was getting the
hang of balancing, and 6 times after that into various trees in the back
yard (again, still terrible at steering). [My favorite collision was
when I was going downhill into an evergreen, with no brakes, so instead
of doing something sensical, like putting my feet down and praying, I
grabbed a tree limb and flung myself off the bike. Hey, it worked!] I
have yet to injure myself to the point of bleeding, though, which I am
very proud of. So far, I have only crashed when my self confidence
inflated to the point that I believed I could do things which I,
obviously, could not.
I blame my steering incapability on a complete misunderstanding of basic
physics that I started to figure out today, after attempting lazy figure
eights around a few recycling bins.
In any case, I didn't need my friend's assistance that much yesterday
afternoon. She came over, saw that I was already riding the bike, and
got a little upset. "You're INSANE! NOBODY learns how to ride a bike
in an hour without anyone around!"
My response: "Nobody learns how to ride a bike when they're 16,
either."
~Chedd
PS--How good at biking do you think I should be before I move on to a
unicycle?
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zambonijones
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