I used to go on bike rides with my family allllllll the time as a kid.
Then I got into running instead.
So, I was a little rusty and this is my story.
Girl decides to go on bike ride.
Girl gets bike from garage, bike is covered in cobwebs.
Bike tires are low, girl gets pump.
Bike falls on Mom's car.
Girl stands bike up...bike falls again.
Girl lays bike down, pumps up tires.
Girl wants to take phone and camera.
Bike is missing little pouch.
Girl decides to take string backpack.
String backpack nowhere to be found.
Girl decides to change into shorts with pockets.
Phone and camera don't fit in pockets.
Girl sees little camera pouch.
Phone and camera fit perfectly.
Girl hooks pouch on bike.
Girl gets helmet.
Girl hates helmet.
Girl loves life more than death so wears helmet anyways.
Girl feels like bug.
Girl sets out on bike ride.
Girl goes for a ways and turns.
Now biking head on into the wind.
Girl takes a drink stop.
Girl hits back of ankle with peddle when getting off bike.
Girl drinks.
Girl gets back on bike.
Girl has hard enough time going straight when first taking off on a bike but with the added wind it makes her almost ride into an oncoming car.
Girl dodges car.
Girl really glad she wore helmet.
Girl keeps going, and going, and going.
Girl realizes she is riding up an imaginary hill and she can smell the smoke coming off her thighs.
Girl then realizes her gear is on the highest setting.
Girl takes it down.
Girl can breathe.
Girl takes another turn.
Girl stops for a picture.
Or twelve.
Girl hits back of ankle again with peddle.
Girl takes pictures, looks around and smiles.
Girl gets back on bike.
Girl can go straight when starting out this time.
Girl is getting good at bike riding.
Girl keeps going and going.
Girl turns into neighborhood, happy for her little bike ride.
Rides into driveway.
Hits back of ankle again with peddle.
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