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  1. #1
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    Jun 2006
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    mine is when my dad took off my training wheels.

    my good friend mandy that i grew up with was over and she didn't have training wheels on her bike. so i told my dad that i didn't want them either. he helped me take them off, ok so he did all the work i handed him tools, wheeled that bike out of the garage, and hopped on. went around the little circle of drive way by the house with no problem!

    i was so proud that i was just like my friend mandy with no training wheels who was a year older than me.
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  2. #2
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    Oh my gosh, I just found this post. I wish I could find a bike the same color as the Schwinn I had when I was a kid!! It was sparkling teal green -- it actually sparkled! With a sparkly white vinyl seat. Oh wow, I wish I still had that bike! Great memory!
    Louise
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    "You don't really ever have to fall. But kissing the ground is good because you learn you're not going to die if it happens."

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  3. #3
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    My brother and I "inventing" mountain biking when were living in Italy ('69-'73). We'd ride our banana bikes up the nearby mountain (The Dolomites) and race down the goat paths and stream beds...my poor dad had to have our bikes welded back together constantly.

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  4. #4
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    Wow.
    Most of my memories of cycling as a kid involve crashes and pain!
    How did I ever get into cycling as an adult??????

    I do remember I had this blue bike...I honestly don't recall what kind it was. But it had upright handlebars and a big white banana saddle. I tied a rope to either end of the bars, by the grips, and those were my "reigns". I really wanted a horse in a bad way, and that was how I pretended my bike was a horse!

  5. #5
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    On my 9th birthday I got my first 2 wheel vehicle. Learning to ride was tough on me and my new bike. My scariest and proudest event in elementary school was when I rode my bike 8 blocks to school for the first time.

  6. #6
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    Sep 2005
    Location
    Seattle, WA
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    Watching my brother ride his bike straight into a thorn bush!
    Aperte mala cm est mulier, tum demum est bona. -- Syrus, Maxims
    (When a woman is openly bad, she is at last good.)

    Edepol nunc nos tempus est malas peioris fieri. -- Plautus, Miles Gloriosus
    (Now is the time for bad girls to become worse still.)

  7. #7
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    May 2006
    Location
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    I turned 6 when I got this bike. My dad calls for me and I come into the kitchen. He tells me that he thinks one of my friends left a bike in the garage and I should come look at it so we can call the little girl that it belongs to. It's this beautiful blue Ross Polobike with a banana seat and a red and white basket. It's my absolute heart's desire. I am speechless. I have no idea whose bike it is and I tell my dad this. Meanwhile, my mom and Nona who lived with us were gathered around the door from the kitchen watching. Then my dad says, "Well hon, I guess you're the little girl that this bike belongs to. Happy early Birthday." It was the very first time in my life I cried from happiness. I may have posted this picture before, but so what. I loved that bike and I was pretty much glued to it whenever the weather was good until I finally got too tall for it when I was 12.

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