I loved my bike, I got a new one when I was 8 maybe 9. I don't remember much about what it actually looked like. Other then it was new. Not one my sister had had. I loved riding .. I would just go for hours. Wind in my hair, freedom. I don't even remember what happened to that one. But when I was in jr. high school I had gotten another new one .. woohoo a ten speed. I remember the day we went to buy it. I was not the best teenager. Partied, hung with people I wasn't supposed to, so it really surprised me when my mom said they were buying me a new bike. Funny how this one memory stands out in my mind. We were at the store looking at the bikes when my mom discovered the hickey I had been hiding for days. She yells in the store, loud enough for everyone to hear. "What is that on your neck" I was so embarrassed. They did buy me the bike .. which of coarse meant I could go hang out with Hickey boy... but it meant more then just that to me.. It meant once again I was free. I could once again go for long rides, just to feel the wind.
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Well, here's my sad tale about my bike! ~Colleen :)
I got my first bike when I was 5. I didn't learn to ride it until I was 10. I was a big chicken. Once I did learn look out. I couldn't get over the feeling of freedom. I was 12 when my parents were pressured into buying me a 10 speed. My best friend was given one for Christmas and I had to have one. We ended up having the same exact one. I imagine because they were the cheapest.
I rode everywhere. Once when I had a crush on a guy in 7th grade, I would ride past his house every day after school. The guy lived like half an hour away. Miles and miles. I was in great shape!
i had a bunch of bikes as i grew so did the bikes by age 8 i started gettin dizzy spell when ever i rode my bike and i would fall off the groud looked like it was spinning i bust my head a few times and my bike riding days slowed up because i feared i'd kill myself.
Have Courage...and read about my bike:)
Peace and Love,
Charley
My only form of transportation for years. My funniest memory is ...
No, I don't have one now but your question did bring back memories about when I was a kid and we went to Pep Boys to buy bikes for the family. Then we went to the park to practice. I was getting good at it until I had to face any kind of slope or uneven ground.
I haven't rode one since.
Was thinking about getting a motorcycle though (-:
Rose
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My first one was when I was about 7 I think!It was a huffy not a little girls bike either .lol
I did so much with that bike had a blast .
http://journals.aol.com/ncarolinasangel/MyThoughtsandFeelings/entries/616
I got my one and only bike for my sixth birthday. It was a 24 incher. It was huge. I didn't know how to ride it then, and had to be shown how. That took most of that summer. I spent the next five or six, like you said, free and with the wind in my hair. When I was 8 I was hit by a UPS truck while riding it. My Mom restricted its use for a while. But then she asked the neighbor to fix it, and I was off again. I lost it when I was 12. I brought it to the local gas station and asked if they would fix a flat. They guys there were all from the neighborhood, and did it for free for all the kids. They told me to leave it and someone would get to it. I went back several times but no one had done anything. The last time I went back, it was gone. I was broken hearted, but not for long. My attention was diverted in another direction very soon after.
Jude
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I put up my responses for the last two...
~Nicole :)
Here it is:
http://journals.aol.com/missboogerhead/MissOsSoapbox/entries/651
~Miss O
I love riding my bike!
http://journals.aol.com/helmswondermom/LorisJournalJar/entries/421
Lori
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