After my dad and my friends retrieve me from the scene, I could not stop laughing! Now I know it was just one of the side affects of my shock...Well after that I never went back on a bike, I totally scratched that option from my life. No more two-wheeled bike. Three-wheeled- please, I do not mind but not two-wheeled.
I was begging Dragon Fighter to buy me one, three-wheeled bike, but he refused to do that. He was determined for me to make a peace with my two-wheel ex-friend.
This past weekend we went shopping for my two-wheeled bike. I tryed several ones with no luck, it gave me such an anxiety that my hands were begging to sweet and I got my tension-headache. Then as Dragon Fighter was almost gave up on me...he brought me a very simple bike with out any fancy gadgets on it. I took a suspicious look at it...tried it...and deep down in my gut realised that this bike could be and one, which will make my bike-anxiety go away. It did not intimidate me...it looked like a fiend :).
We bought that bike along with a bike for Dragon Fighter and a new bike for Melanie because she out-grew the one that she got on her birthday two-years before.
Here I am facing my bike-anxiety head-on

Look..I won...I won...No more anxiety (well may be just a very little) and I am smiling! I can ride again!
Ok..enough for today...I am exhausted!

Now Dragon Fighter 's dream of us riding together as a family into a sunset got little bit closer to the reality.







