One thing that a lot of people don’t know about me is that I actually didn’t learn how to ride a bike until the summer before my third year of university. I suffered from a crippling phobia of bike-riding when I was younger that was brought about by my first experience ever riding one – my dad had just let go of the seat and I was hesitantly but excitedly wobbling down the walkway of Spanish Banks when an elderly Spanish woman stepped out in front of my bike and bam…I knocked her right over. After being screamed at in Spanish and crying about my own boo-boos from my fall, I was pretty dead set on never getting onto one of those death contraptions ever again. No matter how many times my parents got me a shiny, new bike, I was insistent that I would never ride one.
Finally, the summer of second year I decided it was finally time to face my fears. My dear friend Nashlyn took me down to an elementary school and ran behind me holding my seat as I wobbled about, all while being made fun of by some very mean and dumb-looking 11 year olds might I add, when finally it all came together and there I was, riding around on my own. My parents were overjoyed about it to say the least and since my birthday was right around the corner, they gave me Mojito, my mint green cruiser and the first bike I actually rode. Since that summer, I have had a love affair with biking and the minute the weather clears up, Mojito is my trusty companion.
I love when there are street style shots of chic women biking around. They really are great accessories, not to mention good for the environment and your legs. A good reminder that you can be enviromentally friendly, get some exercise, and look stylish all at the same time.