When I was a child (4 or 5 years, maybe) I had one bike with training wheels, but didn't pass so much time for his break down (I think I could played with it about two months). Then, my grandpas never sold me one bike again and I suffered a lot for that jajajja With the pass of years, I never learnt to ride on bike without training wheels, I remember that my cousin Daniel used to lent me his bike, but I was up like two seconds and couldn't start to pedal. Anyway, trying was funny. When I was 17 years old, I wanted to make a gift to myself, so I bought a bike on San Diego. I wanted it on part because I always was out of the house and taking and waiting lot of buses and subways, and used to get me bored; and by the other way was the dessires to make a constant physical activity and could release energies. As I didn't know how to ride on bike, but I had one and wanted it like my formal way to translate me, I started to practice and in a few days I could drive from Av. Matta to Quilin subway's station. My life changed a lot, I felt the need of take my bike all days and get outside, and was like that. Even I lost like 3 kilograms in one month jajjaj
Now the experience has given me more security over the bike than 2 years ago. I really love to ride on it, it's like a big moment of freedom and relax. I had other hobbies too, like draw and sing, but I think this is the more I practice.
The photo below is from the last summer, driving by the Quintero's beachfront at night.
REGARDSS!

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what a good picture!
ResponderBorrarlet's ride, honey