So, Bike-Master took me for my first lesson last night. Everything started out fine enough. We took the little bike for a walk first. Well, we actually went to fill the tires with air, but I thought a walk was a good first step. I really woulda been fine with just a walk. In fact, I kept willing the sun to drop just slightly faster last night, so that it would be too dark for a lesson. But, alas...it was soon time.
Some random quotes from Bike-Master at the lesson:
"Peddle now....put your feet on the peddles....don't take them off the peddles..."
"Nowwwwww, PEDDLE"
"YOU NEED TO PEDDLE"
"PEDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLE"
So, I can now drive straight, (really, *really* wobbly, and not nearly straight enough) but still kinda in a rough idea of a line. I can't turn right (as I tip over every time) and turning left is not even an option for consideration at this point.
I was COVERED in a nervous cold sweat, and both my palms have bruises on them from my death grip on the handlebars.
I need a theme song.
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