Riding
A bicycle
For the first
Time on a
Rocky,
Oil-stained
Street In
Solitude,
I put my feet
On the
Pedals
And
My body knew
What to Do
Instinctively. My legs
Pushed the
Pedals one at
A time. Down and up and
up and down.
Before I knew it I was
riding down the rocky road faster
And faster and then I was
released into the wild streets, left to ride
Under the cool green canopy
Of the neighborhood
Trees.
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6 responses to “First ride”
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There is nothing like a great bike ride! I rode 16 miles yesterday. When I left I was miserable and depressed , when I returned I was jubilant !
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That’s awesome!! I loved bike riding as a child. I rode all over the place (it was the Seventies and a different time). I would love to get back into it! I have my eye on a cruiser at REI.
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[…] learn how to ride a bike until I was in second grade which was well past the ages of my friends. When It finally clicked for me on that fateful fall day I was hooked. I rode my bike everywhere. I was always awkward on it though. […]
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I did not have scenery like THAT though : )
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