We have been out for a few weeks working with the kids to get good on their bikes, and get rid of the training wheels. We got to the place where they are both down to one training wheel. Karl told the kids, if they were able to learn to ride with out training wheels, he would get them each a new bike. That was the thing that LIT a fire under Mirah. She was determined to learn. We had a talk about riding a bike as a life skill, and she said, “I want to learn something that is imortant in my life.”

Within a few days Mirah was on fire and flying down the road and around the block. She had a hat on, and as it flew off, she tried to grab it. AND CRASHED! She flew off her bike, I saw her shoe fly, and went running to her. And here she was, not crying, just looking like a boss tough girl.

We realized that Karl’s work has an amazing parking lot that was totally empty for us to get some safe bike practice in. So after rideing with one training wheel on for a while, she said she was ready. And off she went!

SO PROUD!!! She did it!

 

 

RANDMOLY as she was making her first ride, a helocoter was taking off across the street, after two guys parchuted into the same lot.

Lucas was so cute and frustrated. He wanted to be fast and do it just like Mirah, but couldn’t keep up.

Poor guy.

Just a few days before her 8th birthday, she did it!

 

You did it!

 

SO the next day, Karl took Mirah to the store, and got her her new bike!

(It was the first time she had been into a store for NINE weeks)

This bike looks ENORMOUS next to Mirah’s old bike.

BUT SHE LOOKS GREAT!

They made a few adjustments for comfort of ride. Karl lowered her seat all the way down. Bent her bars back, and she was ready to go!

 

And off she went!

Lucas’s bike was WAY too small. So he jumped on Mirah’s and gave it a spin.

That very afternoon, we had our first distance bike play date at the Q town parking lot.

She was like a rocket.

SO PROUD of her