I frequently find myself gazing adoringly at the bikes locked up on racks around campus.
My boyfriend and I live in the same neighborhood back home and I have to chase after him when he bikes around.
Some friends and I explored the woods once and I had to ride someone’s handlebars for way, way, way too many miles.
I’m eighteen, I love the idea of biking, I want to finally learn how. When my parents took the training wheels off my Little Mermaid bike when I was four, it was a downward spiral from then on. This summer, I’m changing that.
