Bike riding, not as easy as it looks.

     I had an adventure today. It was called, my first bike ride in probably 10 years. Let's start in the third grade when my bike was stolen. It was tragic. I lost half a snickers bar and a bike in one day! I openly wept. I was 9 so it wasn't weird. Anyway. it was gone and not going to be replaced because pretty much all the other siblings had bikes that I could steal to ride to school and stuff.
     When we moved, we left most of our bikes there or something. I don't know where they went, but most of them didn't come. Needless to day, I don't think I rode a bike the whole time I was in Oregon because I had no idea where they were if they actually made the move with us and I never noticed. In college I had no bike so I never rode one.
     Diana(roommate) got a bike in the spring and I have thought about riding it but I rode it for the first time today. I decided to go down the Provo trail. I just googled how long it was, yeah 22 miles. That was such a poor decision. Turns out riding a bike is really hard! The whole thing about "it's just like riding a bike!" is wiggidy wack. I rode 22 miles and I had slow down and squeal a little for every turn I hit because turning on a bike if far more difficult than I remember! Some old Mexican men laughed at me because they heard me squealing as I went around a corner. Corners are scary ok?! Also there was a pitbull. If you know me at all you know how terrified I am of pitbulls. I rode real fast past that guy!
    Turns out the Provo trail has several places where you go under the road in creepy tunnels. Yeah turns out that's a little terrifying when you're not actually in control of the two large spinning wheels propelling you through the dark creepy tunnel.
    So. You can probably tell that my life is really boring right now that I was so entertained by my little adventure. But I thought it was interesting! I will probably be super sore later, but it was for sure an adventure! I'll probably do it again tomorrow. Maybe.