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As many of you know, I used to ride my bike and then I stopped for a long time for no reason at all, really... then when I tried to do it again, I couldn't. I actually FORGOT how to ride my bike.
So, I've felt really bad and embarassed about this for quite a while now. And I wished I could but it was so hard for me and it made me feel really bad mostly, because I think bikes are really really cool.
Tonight I was reading a letter outloud to my parents, from my school about those Coaching Group things that sound so so dumb. I just cried while I was reading it because it's so upsetting to think of school, and also because I'm a crybaby. So blahblabhablah my dad got mad because I "always put up a wall and bash things before I try them".
I was so angry and I went outside, and I rode my bike. And I almost fell a few times, but I never hit the grount. I couldn't steer and I couldn't go far and I was embarassed but I decided I wouldn't go to bed until I could do it. And my mom came outside, we went into the street, and I rode my bike.
I fucking rode my bike, and it took like ten minutes to get used to it.
I'm so excited, and I feel silly because this should have happened such a long time ago, and it did... but it went away. I'm so happy.
I can ride my bike.