All I remember is that it was purple and white and I couldn't stand the training wheels. I don't know what it was, maybe they just distracted me. I asked my dad to take them off and he did, and off I went! I was five and I rode that bike everywhere.
I was a scrawny kid and my first bike was heavy, big and green with no training wheels. This bike also had foot brakes which were particularly useless because the left pedal feel off regularly. It made me prefer riding horses.
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My first bike was a one from Sears. Mine was red, had 20" wheels and had a cruiser style cantilever frame. I don't think it ever had training wheels but I didn't get it until I was 5 so I don't think I had any trouble learning. After I got hit by a car it was replaced by a Schwinn Lemon Peeler.
I remember it being red with a white seat and hard rubber tires ..... I guess you might call these the 1st generation tubulars;-) LOL Hard rubber .... never had to add air.? My dad (being a drill sargeant in the army) had me learn to ride on black top for character. I was not able to stop trying until I was able to ride in a straight line for 100 feet or longer. After two skinned knees, busted lip and scraped up knuckles I was able to get it done. I rode those tires completely off the bike after that. I then got my first Schwinn with a banana seat, ape style handle bars with a 5 speed shifter on the top tube and a front basket to boot.
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Well I guess I'm the only one that doesn't remember. Humbling...
However I do remember my mom holding on to the bike while I tried to balance...and then one time I was peddling like mad, and I suddenly fell over. WTF mom! I turned around to see my mom what looked like 50 yards back (probably 15 feet). She had let go and I didn't know....and suddenly I forgot I fell and just wanted to go again and again and again.
The first bike I remember getting, was a "motorcross" bike. Basically resembled a dirt bike, plastic gas tank, shocks and all. I thought it was the coolest. In reality it was the slowest. But dang it was fun off road.
I learned to ride on my aunt's adult women's bike. I could only stand and pump, since I was too little (4) to reach the seat or the handlebars. She started me riding on the grass since I kept falling over, but finally by the time it was dark, I could ride across the lawn without falling.
I didn't own a bike of my own until I was 12, but I never forgot that feeling of accomplishment, and I've loved riding ever since.
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I learned to ride on a red Schwinn 12-speed. I also remember being reprimanded, more than once, that this was only a road bike, "...NOT an off-road bike!" Still didn't stop me from riding trails and and jumping it. I was probably about 8-10 years old. My parents still have that thing in their garage.
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