When I started this epic adventure with this amazing woman it started off as a gift(Check out part one, Birth of a Cyclist.). Not fully knowing understanding the patience we both needed and the elbow grease. This was a bit of a road, a long curving and wobbling road.
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The wobbliest of roads at times
Sam showed me that sometimes good ole-fashioned practice and determination can get some one from insecurity to prosperity. Samantha wanted to have some adventures. She suggested after her initial success to head over to Markham Park, Fl. With bikes mounted we set off. After finding a good spot we dismounted and readied ourselves for a day of leisure riding, something I must admit I have not done for some time.
A clash of ages with these two bikes
With a path in site and a trail determined we set off and explored the wide open spaces that is Markham park. Sticking to the paved trails we explored many a dead end as well as some foreboding off-road trails. With the wind whipping about in random directions I was concerned for the learning curve, but little did I know the advancement Sam had master at the art of Cycling.
Nailed it
The paths at Markham Park are pretty nice, very comfortable and easy to manage. We ran into a lot of cyclist, to the rushing roadie, to the training triathlete, and even the ramped up mountain biker. Sam and I were more interested in getting to know the park, exploring the little visited areas and searching out new ways to bike to the park next time. Though the process has been long, she knows how to ride, now if I can just finish her bike's paint job, she will be all set.
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