“I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike” (2x)…Bicycle, bicycle…hehe. Don’t worry, I’m not gonna sing Queen’s entire song here :).

Look, it’s so cute! Look at the horn, too! Amazing huh! But oh, this is not Robbie’s nor Evel Knievel’s bike okay! Theirs are much bigger, stronger, prettier, & more powerful. And this is not mine either! Hehe..just a friend’s stolen shot of another friend’s bike during our outing last weekend.
Bicycling (pedaled bike!) was my primary way to get around town & even out-of-town when I was young..at about 10-16 yrs of age. It liberated me from the stress of household chores :(, studies, homework, & also made me feel great. It was always a great exercise as I had to drive or pedal mostly about 10-20 kms each time..that’s when dad was away. I could never ride a bicycle when he’s at home..if I did & he saw me, or found out..I’m dead. He wouldn’t allow. Biking was my medium to escape work at home & hang out with friends anywhere..hehe. I could do biking the whole day, it gave me freedom from anything. The difficult times were only during rainy seasons & the less fun times were when it was too hot during the typical tropical summer time. And the most difficult time was when I had to explain to dad & defend myself at the same time after his bike got stolen.