Just like riding a bike
Yeah right.
Today was my first day to mountain bike. I had to think long and hard about the last time I rode a bike. Once, last year, on flat land while my sister ran. The tire went flat so I ended up walking it back. Before then I'd say it was 14 years ago? That sounds about right. It was a mountain bike but all I ever rode it for was to cruise around the old neighborhoods behind U.O.P. and look at houses. In my mind it was mountain biking I guess because it had mountain bike tires.
This morning as I started actually pedaling uphill I realized I have no idea what I'm doing. I had no idea how the gears worked, by the end of the ride I sort of rode to fit the gears instead of the other way around. I did remove the brackets that lock in my feet. They make me nervous. I also have to remember to be one with the bike, especially when going down hill. Go with the flow as to not fly off.
My next opportunity to ride will be Wednesday, I'll let you know how it goes.
Liz Weaver

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My sister Liz
Hi Liz, you are cracking me up with the mountain bike ride. I have to say as a fellow cyclist it took me a while to get used to being comfortable on the bike and riding. I used to be fearful of riding down hill but I actually really enjoy this. I guess I should being a triathlete and all. Wear a very good bike helmet, secure, and practice breaking. Cycling can be feel so free. Love you lizzy, kv:)
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