I wasn't sure where to put this, in the "new riders" in the "adventure stories" or.. well, I decided open topic.

I bet that some of you have some really exciting stories about learning to ride a bike. and learning early, too.
I'll start with my story; it's not amazing, but it's mine.

I was a great bike rider on my trike. I remember being invincible.

Then my father got me a bike (PINK) with training wheels when I was about 7. It was okay until they started trying to teach me to ride with only 2 wheels. I have vivid memories of adult men pushing me (screaming) at top speed down the sidewalk. After long minutes of serious trauma, I gave up. (it was worse than being a tandem stoker!!!)

So now i am 9 years old. My father bought me a new bike. It's a blue beautiful grown up looking bike..it looks too big but it's not. He takes me to a vacant lot and gets on the bike. he says "this is all you have to do" and he takes it for a spin.
My turn. I get on the bike... and i'm off!! it felt so wonderful. no fear, no
falling, no pressure. just the wonderful feeling of bike wheels spinning.
My father gave me some magic, I'm sure..
and here i am 54 years old and I still love the way it feels to float down the road on bike tires.

Your story?