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BIKE - CYCLING
I decided to write about cycling about cycling, because here the hobby has accompanied me since about 3 years. I can say and thank my parents a lot for teaching me to ride a bike. Of course, the beginnings, as usual, are never easy, and for me. I started (probably as a small child) with auxiliary wheels and my parents pulled me on a string around the barracks, after a while my parents took them off and told me to go, you know I did, I left and I was right at the finish line :-) (fell I'm on the ground) so we tried again. Even without a little improvement, my parents mounted the auxiliary wheels back on me. We were looking for a solution until one Doctor with a big D (he was really a doctor) told us that it is normal for me to lose balance and I can't poison straight, but keep us unpaid information. The information was to get me a tricycle directly for the disabled. Immediately after arriving from the doctor, my father sat down at the computer looking for my tricycle. He found and called. We immediately got in the car and rode our bikes. The lady who gave us the bike also gave us a holder for the parents so that I wouldn't ride the child :) (Of course, we never used that once? If I advise to ride myself)
I have so many kilometers to ride my bike
and so many experiences ...
Dog acrobatics
The bike is still the only means of transport that can take me somewhere on its own, and some of my experiences are also connected to that. One of my experiences is how I was almost deadly driving down the hill I shouted on the way down ATTENTION! And as I rolled down the hill, the dogs were walking, who had their four-legged pet on a leash. One four-legged pet flew right under my wheels - Fortunately, I reacted quickly and I did not cross the dog, because I am an animal lover myself and I would not allow this to cross the dog. The owners of the dogs, when they saw me flying behind them and the dog that was on my route, they pulled the leash and the four-legged pet flew through the air, I did not see it, I only know from the stories who saw the event here. While the dogs were doing acrobatics in the air, I pulled the handlebars into the ditch because I didn't want to drive a four-legged pet. My helmet saved me THANKS TO THE HELMET I LIVE! so who reads this article of mine, I would like to point out THE HELMET IS ON, THE HEAD IS REALLY IMPORTANT AND CAN SAVE YOUR LIFE !!! (like me) So I ended up in a ditch when I was lying on the ground and the bike was on me, my dad was already with me, who ran 500m in 30 seconds as he was worried about me. When I kept putting me together my first question was: What do dogs live for? Are they okay? - They were fine. Dad then checked my speedometer. The tachometers were an incredible 40 km / h! I only had a few abrasions.
AND NOW BE CAREFUL THAT THE EVENT HAPPENED WHEN I WAS AROUND 10-11 YEARS.
MUSCLE FEVER
Another story is when I DRIVED 40 KM in ONE DAY
Every weekend we took my dad's bikes and we drove somewhere. We once said that we will go to Český Těšín, of course to Těšín, it's about 15 km to one side, 15 + 15 is 30 km, so where are the 10 kilometers? When we went on the way to Český Těšín, I thought I would drive 40 km today ! So I had to get 10km somewhere AND HOW? - I'm completely CRAZY by my bikes so I rode THERE AND BACK along the bike path!
As we went back to Karviná I really had 40 km! - THE TASK HAS BEEN COMPLETED.
The next day I went to school and the first hour we wrote a dictation, I took a pen and I wanted to write, but the pen clearly fell out of my palm, so I took the pen again and tried to write. The pen fell out of my hand again. I tried it one last time, but in vain, I was completely rubbery like a rag doll. The school called my parents home to come for me.
My mother called my doctor and told her my condition. The doctor wanted to see me, and when she examined me and concluded in conclusion that it was an ordinary MUSCLE FEVER! A day in bed and I was FIT.
