I rode my bike to uni.
no, no I meant to say,
I FRIGGIN’ RODE MY BIKE TO UNI
for most of you, this is not a feat
but to me it’s like one of my fears
I never, yes I repeat NEVER took off my training wheels
My late dad would insist to take off the training wheels off my mickey mouse bike
but I’m like no.
Fast forward a few years later, at 15ish
I learned to ride a bike from my uncle – 1st day 11 bruises in total
I pretty much langgar all the things you could langgar
Then fast forward till college years, went on ONE cycling date with the best friend
and that was my “cycling experience”
So suffice to say, that this is a win
now I just need to gain more confidence in turning
balance a bit more (read: a hell lot more)
and I should be fine.
this sunday feels like:
***side note: started to watch Trevor Noahcan I just say,HE FUNNEHhope he comes down to melb again
“this mofo got flow fo sho'”