Guess who got her first adult bike this weekend? The Touring Cyclist had their annual warehouse sale and we were able to get Matilda, who had long-ago outgrown her princess bike, a nice Trek 3700 at a bargain price. It should last her long enough, size-wise, for Gert to mature and need a geared bike (Gert will be taller) or she moves on to something else.
Need I say that she loves it? She hasn't been off it since we bought it. Even yesterday she was trying to convince me that, despite the fact that the tornado sirens were going off and tree limbs were flying through the air that her new bike could handle the conditions.
Again, Mom accused me of molding her in my image. However, she did give me props for explaining how to use gears to a kid who had never shifted before. She's better than I am now.
Too bad I hadn't explained the concept of hand brakes to a kid who only knows coaster brakes before she took her test ride. While it was (mildly) funny to watch her in the parking lot spinning her pedals backward with a look of panic while she hurtled down a hill, in retrospect it was probably poor planning on my part.
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