How We Rode Bikes as Kids
I still remember my first bike. My dad found an old two-wheeler at a garage sale, fixed it up, painted it bright red, and gave me the surprise of my life. I was beyond excited. I’m sure you feel thrilled with your brand-new Cervelo P2, but, let me assure you, you have nothing on a 6-year-old boy getting his first pair of wheels. In fact, the second most traumatic experience of my young life—followed closely behind my mom dragging me…