Chandler's Mom - 2017-09-09 11:07 PM
Timber Creek - 2017-09-09 10:50 PM
I just said that very same thing to my husband. It's not like riding a bike. Of course I haven't done that for a long time either so not even sure if I can ride a bike anymore.
The first time I rode a bike after my amputation was comical to say the least. The actual getting on and getting going wasn't too bad
(with help, of course
). I rode for quite I while and truly enjoyed it. Until it came time to get off. I was riding someone else's bike
(like a 10 speed or something, that I knew nothing about
). I had my bf lined up to help me slow down/get stopped-----weelll, I came in hot and he was doing like 12 mph running trying to catch up to me to get me stopped without me falling over and landing on my head probably. He missed me on the first pass. . . . But I got turned around and made that second fly by and he caught me
Looking back it's so funny, but when it was happening, all I could think about was how to explain to my mother I broke my one good leg AND prosthesis at the same time and would be missing at least the first month of college

The mental image I just got of this.... omg! I'm glad you don't live closer to me- we would do damage!