bikeless in WI "Did Dad also teach you to ride, Trek420? Or did Joel? I know I did a rescue once when you got a cramp in a lake, but I can't recall being involved when you learned to ride a bike. Maybe I was already away at college ...? Næh. You had a bike before you were 10, I'm pretty sure."
Nope!
Mom taught me how. Yep, the same Mom who never rode herself.We come from a line of good teachers
I think I had a blue Schwinn. Mom was teaching at Mark West school and would spend days preparing the class room before school began. I remember helping her string crepe paper and with bulletin boards.
But that only held my attention so long and once I'd read every book in sight she thought to bring the bike.
At the school entrance was a long gentle ramp. She showed me how to coast with one foot on the pedal. I'd do that over and over.....coast, walk the bike up, coast, walk repeat.
Then she showed me I could sit on the bike and coast and when it slowed enough just step down, still wasn't pedaling yet.
I still remeber the feeling of starting to pedal and realizing I could go anywhere around the playground! Like flying! Still feels like that.



We come from a line of good teachers
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