I had some errands to run and decided to take my little brothers along. Tired of maneuvering my bike out of the garage, I decided we could just take scooters instead. of course, out of our original 5 scooters we only had 2 working ones + a Razorwing… this should have been a clue!
Starting down the street, the wind was blowing past, whipping my hair around my face. Fall is a beautiful season.
“Why don’t people always scooter everywhere they go?” I wondered happily to myself as we scooted along down the street.
Suffice it to say, I soon found out why exactly people stop scootering once they reach middle school!
1) Scooters are very short. So by the end of the ordeal, one will have a very sore back.
2) One leg gets very tired and the other is fine causing you to have to continuously switch legs.
3) It makes very loud clickety-clacks when it goes over every single crack in the sidewalk.
4) When you are trying to go uphill, you actually go downhill.
I think you get the idea. The worst pert of it though is that Razorwings are NOT made for transportation! They are like trick-bikes except for scooters. So guess who got to ride it for 1/2 of the whole trip?
If you guessed me, you were right!
Yep, my two little brothers who have SO much more energy than me rode the regular scooters and I rode the Razorwing…which we almost left unlocked at one of our stops cause we were so sick of it (well, me and James anyway. Peter, the owner of it didn’t like that idea very much)
The last bad thing about all this is that it’s really embarrassing!! Not so much actually riding the scooter (even though I know most kids give scooters up in 6th grade), just like, tripping over cracks. For example, we are almost home, and I am…ahem…homeschool-cursing the Razorwing. Nearing the intersection, I trip off of the scooter and the scooter kinda flies up a little. of course, I can’t really see with all my hair flying haphazardly in front of my face, so I am like a blind person trying to get her bearings. Then I kinda messed up where I put my foot and tripped and…almost fell but not quite.
Needless to say, I am very glad that no one except for the person waiting at the intersection (laughing at me) saw that happen.
Now, out of this came good! For example, I got my exercise. I was outside for a long time!
And I got a wallet and two new shirts.
So….all’s well that ends well. 🙂
That didn’t even have a glass half full ending. Your ending was a glass overflowing.
I’ve never managed to ride a scoot successfully. I think I have bad balance even though I won a balancing contest in 6th grade.
I always have managed to be an over-optimist!! 🙂