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Ah yes, the bike matter. Tonight, there was finally progress for my neophyte ass.
I'm not sure how it finally occurred to me that I needed to tuck my legs back and stay as close to the frame as posible, instead of extending them outward to try and catch myself for the inevitable falling-the-hell-over. Self-perpetuating blunder there, and nobody thought to correct me on it, so there I was until I got sick of it, said "aw, fuck it," settled back, and... whoa, wait, it's working now, whee! I knew in theory that balancing on a bike is a little like balancing a gyroscope, but apparently I had a swiss moment and didn't intuit the whole Keep To The Center, Dumbass tip until I had a better seat to mess around with the height and weight distribution. Any Learning-To-Ride manual I came across either didn't spell it out in capslock, or I just skimmed reading 'em.
The dinky mauve bike is a little small for me to pedal well, I'm nearly knocking knees to elbows when pedaling (on the occasions I do manage to pedal, and not list into a hard turn, fall over, and look like a total ass). but I needed it to learn to balance, and that's worth a hell of a lot. And a hell of a lot was not what the bike cost, so hurray for that, too!
My arms feel feeble and twitchy from hours of steer-break-steer-break, but the dopamine rush more than makes up for it. I coasted successfully downhill many times into a beautiful sunset, and it was damn awesome. Turning and pedaling at the same time is the next hurdle, more easily leapt when it's daylight again and I'm not damn exhausted.
It's embarrassing to admit I'm still learning something so childishly simple as riding a bike, to admit that I never learned 'when I was supposed to' for a whole bunch of reasons, but the stupid giddy rush of actually getting the hang of this is so hard to keep to myself. I don't get enough breakthroughs these days, dammit, so I'll take this one for what it's worth.
tl;dr, YAY BIKE.
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