try, try again

I haven’t done it in 15 years. I’ve just been too scared.

Shortly after meeting Anderson I learned that he LOVES riding his bike. He thinks of reasons to run to the grocery store or Target just so he can ride. When we met he thought it was strange that I lived at the beach – the perfect place for bike riding – and didn’t even own one. I told him simply, “I don’t like riding bikes.” I soon learned that a simple answer is never sufficient for my husband. He wants to know why. He wants the whole story. I finally told him about my bike accident when I was 12 years old. I was so scared that I never rode one again. I know it’s crazy, but I just couldn’t do it! He can be very convincing, and he knows it, so he’s relentless sometimes. But I’m just as stubborn as him and have yet to give in to his pleads for me to give bike riding another chance.

Until the other day…

just like riding a bike. from lyndsay hyatt-almeida on Vimeo.

I had to share this, because well…I think it’s funny. And I’m pretty proud of myself. 🙂

So now I’m looking for the perfect bike. I’m thinking something bright and retro with a basket. It must have a basket!

So far the Gypsy Cruiser  is my favorite.

And I’m thinking about planning a trip that revolves around bike riding. I hear Seaside, Florida  is the perfect spot for it. Yeah, I know. I obsess a little.