I took my first bike ride today. Well, sorta. Mommy, Daddy and Grandpa rented a surrey, which is a huge bike that four people can pedal. And while they worked their tails off, I sat in a basket in the front with a helmet on and wind in my face, giggling the entire way down the beachfront drive.
My Gram likes to ride her bike, and she can't wait until I ride alongside her. I'm not there yet, Gram, but this was a good first step. Or pedal.
What I'm really saying is that Lance Armstrong better check himself.