I just had my first taste of really riding a bicycle on the streets. I’ve gotta thank my dad and my sis who helped me set up all three bikes; if not I would have just spent Sunday moping in my room. My dad was just great at showing me the route and the fact that my sis was there joining in the ride felt great because without them, I would have to search for the route alone and there’s just too many things im being alone in. I pretty much got honked down many times and as much as it was exhilarating, it was scary riding by those busy junctions. It's good sweating it out, fixing the nuts, pumping the air and just getting hands on with all those tools. The little things that gets me by…