D's grandparents were so sweet and brought us their old bikes when we went camping. D took me one day to bike around the lake at the campground. I was thinking that it was going to be paved roads on the edge of the lake. WRONG. Now let me preempt this by saying that I am am a bit nervous on a bike. I had a bike wreck when I was in 5th grade. Long story short, I flipped over my handlebars...blacked out...and woke up in the bathtub spitting grass out of my mouth. I ended up with a black eye and busted up face. The experience still haunts me. Back to the bike trail. That thing was scary as shit. I couldn't figure out the gears on the bike so I couldn't pedal up the freaking mountain hills. I ended up doing a lot a pushing the bike (because there was no way this girl was risking cycling off the edge of a steep mountainside!). I was scared to death I was going to pedal over a root and flip. I'm making it sound terrible, but it was actually a beautiful trail and great workout. I'll stick to the paved greenway around here once I buy a bike of my own :)
[Yep...we cycled around the whole thing.]
[I was so sweaty!]
[I loved hearing about D's memories of cycling around the lake as a kid]
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that lake is beautiful! i am also in awe of anyone who knows how to ride a bike (which is basically everyone) because i don't know how to ride a bike. haha, i know, it sounds weird, but my parents didn't allow us to ride bikes for fear of "scraped knees and scratched legs". ;)
<3, Mimi
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