It’s an embarrassing fact that I have never learned to ride a bicycle. I had them. My parents tried to teach me to ride them. I was just resistant. Learning involved falling, which hurt. Learning also, as far as I could see, provided zero benefits. So I didn’t.
At almost-thirty, I may be ready.
Riding practice will start soon, and as an adult, I feel confident that I can learn without scraping up my knees or elbows.
Meanwhile, I think Pudding is using it to ride to Dairy Queen while I’m at work during the day. Is that fair?