I never learned how to ride when I was younger and I just walked everywhere. Then I landed up moving somewhere that caused me to have a two hour long walk to work. Now, the walk itself wasn't that bad really...it was mostly the knowing I was still going to have to walk home after an 8 hour plus day (at a pet store no less, so I was on feet all day as well). I gave my ex money to go buy me a tricycle, and he came back to my work with a three speed *bi*cycle. Only good thing that lout ever did was teach me how to ride. Now I ride all over the place and love long rides and touring. Here I have to wait till it's not so cold and icy-like though to ride.