Post by Gator on Feb 16, 2019 2:59:47 GMT -5
Strange that nobody has posted about bicycles before...
Young people nowadays have a lot of pressure on them to take a driver's license, but everybody should also learn to ride a bike. For once, it's much easier and also cheaper.
people of all ages pedal happily away, from young children with support wheels still attached to seniors well into their 90s.
There are a multitude of reasons why we should all ride bikes and make them part of our everyday life, like getting fit or staying fit.
I practcally grew up on a bike! When not kicking a soccer ball, I'd cycle around the suburb after school. My bike gave me independence and a sense of adventure.
When I grw older, I cycled between parities at night. No lights, no helmet and a very nasty accident as a consequence. A motorist crossed in front of me and I was unable to stop. But luckily, I recovered with no permanent injuries and had learned a valuable lesson.
The bike, however, was beyond repair, so when my family moved up in a hilly area, I bought a cheap mountain bike. I liked to ride along a dirt track for a few years, until soccer became more tempting. But I never made the first team and lost interest, so I turned to eating as a means of comforting myself. The bike collected dust in a shelf until I panicked and started on a strict diet when all my clothes had become several sizes too small.
So I starved myself on low carbs and nutrition supplements until I suddenly thought about physical training again.
One rainy day, I pulled on baggy track pants, a sweater and a rain jacket, then wheeled the bike out of the shed and optimistically set off into the wet hills. Less than half an hour later, I was dry-retching under a cedar tree. My marshmallow legs wobbled in time with my stomach as I pushed the bike back to the shed.
But what do you know, the next day I was back in the saddle! This time I reached (or maybe retched) a total of twelve miles.
Over the next month, I slowly increased the distance until I could ride for three hours without stopping, I just varied the speed and incline.
With my weight, food intake and exercise under control, I moved back to the city, where I soon became the proud owner of a shining red hybrid bike with twenty-one gears and road tyres, much more suited to the cycling I was doing now.
After having carried me thousands of miles, it's still an important part of my life.
Young people nowadays have a lot of pressure on them to take a driver's license, but everybody should also learn to ride a bike. For once, it's much easier and also cheaper.
people of all ages pedal happily away, from young children with support wheels still attached to seniors well into their 90s.
There are a multitude of reasons why we should all ride bikes and make them part of our everyday life, like getting fit or staying fit.
I practcally grew up on a bike! When not kicking a soccer ball, I'd cycle around the suburb after school. My bike gave me independence and a sense of adventure.
When I grw older, I cycled between parities at night. No lights, no helmet and a very nasty accident as a consequence. A motorist crossed in front of me and I was unable to stop. But luckily, I recovered with no permanent injuries and had learned a valuable lesson.
The bike, however, was beyond repair, so when my family moved up in a hilly area, I bought a cheap mountain bike. I liked to ride along a dirt track for a few years, until soccer became more tempting. But I never made the first team and lost interest, so I turned to eating as a means of comforting myself. The bike collected dust in a shelf until I panicked and started on a strict diet when all my clothes had become several sizes too small.
So I starved myself on low carbs and nutrition supplements until I suddenly thought about physical training again.
One rainy day, I pulled on baggy track pants, a sweater and a rain jacket, then wheeled the bike out of the shed and optimistically set off into the wet hills. Less than half an hour later, I was dry-retching under a cedar tree. My marshmallow legs wobbled in time with my stomach as I pushed the bike back to the shed.
But what do you know, the next day I was back in the saddle! This time I reached (or maybe retched) a total of twelve miles.
Over the next month, I slowly increased the distance until I could ride for three hours without stopping, I just varied the speed and incline.
With my weight, food intake and exercise under control, I moved back to the city, where I soon became the proud owner of a shining red hybrid bike with twenty-one gears and road tyres, much more suited to the cycling I was doing now.
After having carried me thousands of miles, it's still an important part of my life.