Do ya'll remember learning to ride a bike? I learned, by trial and error and scrapes and thorny bushes, to ride my friend's 26 inch boy's bike when I was 4 cause I didn't own a bike until I was around 7 or so. I can remember pushing that big, old, bike up next to their tall porch, leaning it against a post, then getting on the porch so I could climb off and onto the bike. Their drive was uphill so beings that I was atop that hill, I had a good down ramp in which to learn to balance and peddle that thing or wind up in that deep ditch full of thorny bushes on the other side of the road across from the drive. It only took 2 or 3 tries, to the best of my recollection, cause I have an excellent memory for pain. I also learned to keep my feet on the pedals and my ass on the seat after only one time of bouncing off and straddling that bar too.
To me, scrapes and bruises are the way of things if learning to ride a bike are your intentions. It's just part of growing up and I seriously believe bike riding led to the invention of bandaids (well I never saw a bandaid till I met up with those thorny bushes).
Not so much anymore. Some folks have invented a new kind of bike for younguns to learn to ride on. No more scrapes, cuts, or bruises, unless they can't sit up on their own yet, which, in my opinion, is not a good time in life to think of learning to ride a bike anyway.
I feel like the invention of this bike is going to put the bandaid folks plum otta business and make pansies out of our children. They won't have any scars to flaunt at Show and Tell and all those unscraped knees and elbows will lead them to believe they're model material or something.
It just ain't right.
The new SHIFT.