Hard to comment on this as it brought me right back to moment when I learned of what turned out to be the fatal moment resulting from my brother's bicycle accident. Your words gave me a small window into his experience (although his was vastly condensed to a handful of seconds). Glad you're on the mend.
Hi. Your Canadian friend Brenda here. When I was 11 I had been gifted my teenage bike. Ten speed turquoise beast of 26 inches. It was too big. It was supposed to last until I graduated university. What I needed was a 22 to 24 inch because as it turns out - I never grew into that bike. We didn’t have helmets in 1981. It wasn’t a motorcycle so what could go wrong? Well I was terrified of this bike and couldn’t make it follow my directions. Me trying to brake for a car turned into me laying on the road insure if I had been hit for a good 10 seconds that felt like and eternity. I never rode it after that. I was fine - or if I wasn’t it was 1981 and you were dead or fine back then. My parents kept it hoping I would grow into it. Finally in the year 2000 my dad sold it for about 50 bucks and that was the end of that bike. As an adult of 4ft 10 I am on the hunt for a kids bike - I already own the helmet.
Wow. I'm glad it wasn't too serious. There are some amazing bikes out there and if you buy from a local shop, they can outfit you with a comfortable, safer ride. Tell me if you get one.
Hard to comment on this as it brought me right back to moment when I learned of what turned out to be the fatal moment resulting from my brother's bicycle accident. Your words gave me a small window into his experience (although his was vastly condensed to a handful of seconds). Glad you're on the mend.
Thanks. I'm sorry for the flash backs to that moment. I can't imagine how that felt.
Hi. Your Canadian friend Brenda here. When I was 11 I had been gifted my teenage bike. Ten speed turquoise beast of 26 inches. It was too big. It was supposed to last until I graduated university. What I needed was a 22 to 24 inch because as it turns out - I never grew into that bike. We didn’t have helmets in 1981. It wasn’t a motorcycle so what could go wrong? Well I was terrified of this bike and couldn’t make it follow my directions. Me trying to brake for a car turned into me laying on the road insure if I had been hit for a good 10 seconds that felt like and eternity. I never rode it after that. I was fine - or if I wasn’t it was 1981 and you were dead or fine back then. My parents kept it hoping I would grow into it. Finally in the year 2000 my dad sold it for about 50 bucks and that was the end of that bike. As an adult of 4ft 10 I am on the hunt for a kids bike - I already own the helmet.
Wow. I'm glad it wasn't too serious. There are some amazing bikes out there and if you buy from a local shop, they can outfit you with a comfortable, safer ride. Tell me if you get one.