A few days ago I got out my bike and... I can ride my bike! Last year I tried and tried, but never got it. This year on the third try, I could ride my bike. All I did was think, "I can do this," and pedal fast, and keep pedaling. I look straight ahead, and I also need to remember to control the handlebars.
I rode to the postoffce yesterday with Mom jogging behind me. I stopped every few driveways because I either lost control, needed to rest, or Mom needed to rest. I can break by pedaling backward.
It makes me feel excited to be able to ride my bike. I am looking forward to be able to ride side-by-side next to Connor.
I love you.
It was so exciting, Samantha, when you told Pop and I on the phone about riding your bike. Your blog helps me know more about all the things you have to think about to do it. Soon all of that will feel so natural you won't have to think about it as much. I love biking. Maybe we can ride together someday. I love you, GramE (heart)
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