Riding a Bicycle

This past Christmas, I received a bicycle as a gift. It is beautiful. It is curvy and pink (pink is my favorite color) and is called Athena V. It is only the second bicycle I have ever owned. The first was also pink and called Rose, and I got it for my birthday. So well over a decade and a half later I found myself riding a bike for the first time...again. And it is so exhilarating. And you really don't forget how to ride. I was afraid I would. I am a bit of a klutz, so I do wear a helmet (pink as well), but I am actually pretty good. It has made me feel like a kid again, remembering when I first learned how to ride. My dad would put me on my bike and push me down the sidewalk. It was either pedal and learn how to stay upright fast or crash and burn. I was fearless as a kid. Riding my bicycle now, I am beginning to regain some of that childlike confidence, enthusiasm and fearlessness.