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One day, we went to visit the Mayan ruins and took a car as far as we could go. But at a certain point, we had the option to ride bikes to the site itself or hop on the back of someone else's in order to get there. Because I didn't know how to ride, we had to catch a lift. I was so disappointed in myself seeing other women just get on bikes and go. That was the case with my parents, so I never learned. I kind of figured that I never would
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How I Learned to Ride a Bike as an Adult Woman
Learning to Ride a Bicycle as an Adult Can Be Hazardous to Your Dignity - WSJ
Maybe your parents tried to teach you once when you were six years old, but you crashed into a tree and refused to ever get on a bike again. Or maybe no one ever tried to teach you—or you never wanted to learn. But now, several weeks into the pandemic, things have gotten boring. But it is—as they say! And after so much time stuck in the house, save for a few walks around the block and short drives to the grocery store, it feels like absolute freedom. You can do this! You can borrow one to start, but it will need to be a good size for you.
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How to Learn to Bike as an Adult
But Marilyn Northcotte has been teaching adults how to ride for decades through a program called Pedal Ready in Wellington, New Zealand. The vast majority of her students some as old as 69! After all, learning to ride as an adult is no harder than learning as a kid as long as you take the same step-by-step approach to the process—and push grown-up fear and nerves out of the way.
As a child, I never learned how to ride a bike. I have snap-shot memories of my father lightly holding onto the handlebars of my white-and-pink bike, jogging alongside my crooked path until I was, to my surprise, riding all by myself. At 7 years old, I was well on my way to full two-wheeler independence when, at an extremely low speed, I collided with the side of a parked minivan.