It took me 35 years to get on a bike and learn to ride. What comes easily for many children was something that I accomplished on my own as a grown woman.
I'd decided that I'd had enough of not knowing how to ride a bike. I had taught both kids to ride a bike without training wheels (stabilizers). I wanted to see a bike in the garage that is mine. I didn't want to purchase adult stabilizers. Besides, they are expensive. I didn't want my hubby to hold my seat and handles to steady me. I studied forums and blog posts online before taking on the challenge. I analyzed my kids while they learned to ride. I didn't hold them to steady them. They learned to push off and do it. They were independent, and I wanted to do that too.
On Friday, April 23, 2010, I went to a local store and found a hybrid bike which is part mountain bike, part cruiser. It has 7-speeds and brakes on the front and rear. It is a cute hot pink. On Saturday, after hubby tightened everything and put air in the tires, I took to the pavement. My street has a pretty steep incline. Steep enough to balance. With the seat low, I went down the hill with my feet on the ground. I should have taken the pedals off as not to cause contusions on my achilles. After 30 minutes of going down and walking up the hill, I was beat. I took a break until after lunch. I went back to the down hill balancing act. Then I wanted to try to balance and pedal.
I walked the bike up the hill and went to level pavement. I tried to balance. My neighbor offered to hold me up. "No, thank you." If I am not letting my hubby hold onto my seat with his forearm on my big rear, then I am not letting my neighbor dude hold me up. I tried to balance and pedal, but to no avail. Then I realized that I wasn't attempting to steer the front wheel with the bars to balance my body. I'd been trying to keep it completely straight. Once I started to twist and turn a bit to balance, I pedaled, and started moving forward. It clicked. I yelled out to my husband and pedaled down the block to the cul de sac. I even turned around gingerly. I made it back to the house. Hubby was impressed. I was proud.
I called the kids out and showed them that I had learned to bike in one day. I wanted to show them that I never give up. That if we are determined, then we can succeed no matter our age. It was a gratifying feeling. I haven't biked since Saturdday because my hubby is traveling. I am afraid that I would get hurt and not be competent to take care of my kids. I didn't fall during this learning process, but you never know. My next goal is to practice till I get to a point where I can bike as if I have been biking since I was a kid.