Mybike-sarahmiller

How I Came To Enjoy Cycling
Before I remember- I had a sit and ride Duck at home, and a sit and ride HP sauce bottle at Granny's. First allowed pedals at the age of 4, a blue bike, then for a later birthday a red bike. Both these got passed down first to my kid brother, then the girl next door. The Duck had a similar passing around ,but is now home to roost, waiting for another generation. At 10 my birthday pressie was REAL road bike, just like mums. A folding shopper bike, blue again. This eventually fell apart when I was 14, the handle bars fell off ... it just hadn't been quite right since I'd ridden it into tree a month or so before, ho hum, could have been worse, I could have been going fast when they fell off. So I bought myself a second-hand Red, shopper bike. And continued riding to school, youth club, the shops, London-Brighton, huge rides out of London into the COUNTRYSIDE! Aged 16, I was riding this trusty stead home from school one day, when I got run over by a 40 tone articulated lorry. Broken Pelvis, dead nerves, ripped shirt, 3 weeks in hospital and a totally trashed bike. They had to reverse the lorry off me and doing so ran the bike over again. Before I was off crutches I'd dragged my long suffering parents to the LBS and persuaded them that as the bike had been insured for far more than it was worth, I should have a PROPER bike this time. So we brought a Dawes Horizon, my first big wheeled bike,drop bars, duel brake levers the lot. Only thing I didn't win on, they brought me a ladies frame, I wanted a diamond, but I was still on crutches and no one was certain what shape my pelvis was now! Some you lose. I'm still running that bike, its a trooper. The chain lasted 12 years. I have a few unicycles as well, but that's my only two wheeler. Sarah Miller