I remember my first bicycle. A blue frame with white handlebars and a long white banana seat for comfort. I was riding a Smurf. While I waited for my inner ear to develop, my dad strapped on training wheels to my two wheeled Smurf to keep me from face planting.
The comfort and safety of those training wheels… Riding with those on was like being back in the womb.
But, my co-workers here at work started making fun of me for being in my late 20′s and riding to work on a blue and white banana seated bike with training wheels so I decided to throw that bike into a river and never speak to my co-workers again.
Walking to work sucked so I did a little research on some more manly machines that didn’t need my inner ear and balance to stay up.