Denny is really getting into this bike riding thing, so we decided it was time to get me one. That way we can start having family bike rides!
I know my eyes are closed, but this is a good view of the trail we just came up.
As you can see we didn't make it to the top of the hill, but this was Ryan's & my first time to ride it, and we didn't want to over do it. (in other words I was tired!) We stopped here and had a family Bible study. It was awesome!
So, if you've been following the blog you know that we took Ryan's training wheels off just a few days ago, and he's doing great. I remember a lot of bike wrecks growing up, so going down hill and riding on gravel still make me nervous. Denny and Aaron flew down the hill, but I made Ryan walk with me. Once we hit asphalt I couldn't hold him back, though. I stayed on my breaks (still scared to go fast down the hill), and tried to keep warning Ryan to do the same. Unfortunately time slowed and I knew what was going to happen. Ryan screamed "woo hoo"...I screamed "slow down now!!", and then he flew over his bike and skidded on the road. My stomach is in knots just thinking about it. I cannot describe the fear, helplessness, and blame I felt. I immediately dropped my bike and ran to him. (he was quite a bit ahead of me) He was screaming and bloody, and when he saw his bicycle bell a few feet away he started crying that his bell was broke. Denny didn't hear me screaming at him, but noticed we had stopped and came to check on us. He then booked it on home and brought back the truck to get us. Luckily I had just bought a first aid kit to keep on my bike, so we used that until we could get home. He looked horrible last night, but today is much better. His glasses cut his nose, and I'm guessing the helmet is what got his forehead. This morning he let me take a picture, and he's already asking when he can ride his bike again!
