I really think bicycling is the LAST thing I should be doing right now. However, I am both drawn to the idea of buying a new bike, and get over my fear of riding bikes. (I had some NAST-AY wipe outs as a child/teen.) I’m about as graceful on a bicycle as Kendra Wilkinson was on “Dancing With The Stars.”
Also, I am uber-competitive and my HUSBAND can ride a bike with hands, without hands, while talking on the phone, while eating noodles, you know, whatever. All of the cool tricks I could NEVER do. (Also, my sister could ride without hands, and I was ALWAYS jealous of that.) I just can’t abide by him having the ability to do this better than me.
He has the leg-up here. My husband is a Kung-Fu master. (No, this isn’t some “my husband is the PLAYSTATION MASTER!) He really is a Kung-Fu master. Though right now, he thinks he’s a bit less Jackie Chan and a bit more Kung Fu Panda. I prefer a panda, you’d never suspect a panda to KILL YOU WITH HIS FINGERTIP. Or my husband. Not that he would. He doesn’t need to now. He’s a cop with a gun. JUST KIDDING!! He is only violent with his tea. He REALLY stirs that honey.
So needless to say, (don’t you HATE that phrase? I mean it’s so silly, if it’s needless to say, why say it? BECAUSE I DARN WELL WANT TO!) He is a bit more agile/has slightly sharper reflexes than me. So riding is more natural to him. He promises to ease my terror. I worry his fast behind is going to INCREASE it. Thankfully, Kung-Fu teaches you patience.
I really, really want this bike. I think it’s cute. This is CLEARLY the most important bit of bicycle buying.