So I rode a lot this week and one particular event sticks out in my mind. I was riding through the city of York and stopped at a redlight in at an intersection in the poorer part of town, for lack of a better word. This little kid on his bike rides up beside me on the sidewalk:
Kid: "Can you ride with 1 hand?"
Me: "Yes, I can. Can you?"
Kid: (enthusiastically) "Yes! I just learned how."
Me: "That's great! Can you do it with no hands yet?"
Kid: "Not yet."
Me: "Don't worry, you'll learn very soon."
The kid smiles wide. Light turns green.
Me: "I have to go now. Have a good day."
Kid: (sounding very worried) "Where are you going?"
Me: "I'm going home."
Kid: "Oh, thats ok."
Moments like these make me feel good. To a small child, I'm sure I look like what a Pro looks like to me, and who knows, maybe the memory of a nice "pro" will stick in his mind and he will take to cycling.
Good stuff.
Sunday, December 31, 2006
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2 comments:
Riding with no hands is bad
i like that
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