A Narrative Style Commuter Profile, thanks to Paul!
was born on bicycle. I doubt it. My childhood bicycle experience started
ironically. I was scared to death of taking off my training wheels, and kept
them on even though all my friends were pounding the sidewalks on their own two
wheels. Finally my big sister had enough and took the training wheels off. I
cried. I wailed. Then I got on my bike and wobbled down the street. By the time
I rode around the block I was jammin’. “Not so bad! I should have done this a
long time ago!” A lesson in life.