Last week I went searching on Craig’s List to find a cheap used bike so that I could go riding with my daughter. Because she wants to go on a group ride with the kids from her school to a local ice cream parlor in May, she has recently been practicing with more fervor than ever before. SHE expressed to ME that she wanted me to get a bike so I could ride with her. Thus, the Craig’s List search began.
I was totally freaked out when I saw what people were trying to get for their used bikes! Like HUNDREDS OF DOLLARS! I had an Oh-SH– moment and thought, “What the heck?! Whatever happened to getting rid of stuff out of the garage for a few bucks?” Nope. I guess like everything else in the world, the cost of bikes has risen, and therefore the cost of cheap used bikes has also risen. Risen above my checkbook’s desire.
Feeling forlorn and thinking I was going to have to liquidate my already meager savings account to settle for a beat-up used bike that was missing wheels, or brakes, or a chain, or handle bars, I emailed a work friend of mine for help who is very much into sports and has many friends who are also into sports: friends who might have bikes stored up a plenty in their garages that they no longer use. Maybe even friends who might take pity on a mom in my shoes and offer their bikes for much less than the Craig’s List penny thieves. Within a couple of hours we crossed in the hallway, and she asked, “Did I tell you about your free bike?”
“Ya, I couldn’t remember if I told you or not I’ve been so busy outside, but my friend still has a bike of hers that she no longer uses and was going to dump. She said you can have it. It’s just been tuned up, and it’s yours!”
“FREE BIKE?” “FREE NICE BIKE?!” “With wheels? With working brakes?? With a chain??? With handle bars????” “YAHOO!”
That evening I grabbed Maycee from school, we quickly ate dinner, and then promptly went over to my work friend’s house to see my new set of wheels. Of course, I had to test-drive it!
As I found my way upon the seat I also found that I had forgotten how to balance. I had forgotten after 26 years what it felt like to go down a hill, use hand brakes, and how to turn in a circle. On. A. Bike.
The entire time I could hear Maycee muttering, “Oh, no, Mom. She (speaking to my friend) needs a helmet. This isn’t going to be good.” Then yelling, “Mom, don’t fall!” Back to my friend, “This is EMBARRASSING.”
I didn’t care, though. I kept going, and I DIDN’T fall. I wobbled plenty, but I stayed on and made it safely back to my starting point. Only upon the dismount did I actually almost fall over. OK….a little embarrassing, sure.
But, you know what “they” say about something you haven’t done in awhile….”It’s like riding a bike!”
Well, it’s true for ACTUALLY doing that very thing.
Maycee asked for it! And, like the obliging parent I am, I found a way with a little help from a friend and a friend of a friend’s generosity. Embarrassing my kid? That was just an added perk (wink).
Have you had to do anything recently that was “just like riding a bike”? If so, please share!
And, even through those embarrassing moments go ahead and give a chuckle.