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Lessons I learned from biking

Not that I just learned how to ride a bike, but it's been quite a long time since I rode a bike again--that's where I got the purpose of adding a post in annderthesun.

I'll start by saying, I am stupid (ouch!).

Yes, I am. I have to say that before I tell you that I rode a bike not noticing that I was running flat, until I reached my sister's house which is about a kilometer away. You may imagine my struggle in pedaling. I was running like an old horse trying to pedal but the more I tried, the more I get tired and I felt that the effort was useless. I thought, do I really lack exercise this much? So, I stopped and went and stopped again; after 3 stops and reaching about 400 meters from house, I decided to end my despair and take a tricycle to my sister's house.

I was happy to reach my sister's place alive and have the energy to play basketball with my 8-year old nephew. I ate Koko Krunch while he is eating his brunch before going to school. An hour passed and he soon went to school. I chat a bit with my Ate and we were laughing as I unashamedly shared the "lawit-dila" story on my way to their subdivision. Later I said I think the chains need oil, so Ate gave me bike oil to lubricate the parts of the bike. After I put generous oil to chains and hubs Ate noticed, the tires.

Ate: "eh flat e"
Me: "oh kaya..."

Our common term of 'endearment' among siblings is "kamote". We use it for many different reasons. Kamote for kakulitan, kamote for stupidity, kamote for stubbornness or simply kamote for not doing anything. For this occasion, it's kamote for stupidity. har har...

Quickly, we had the chains and hubs lubricated and pumped air to flat tires. Good grief, now I can go home biking--smoothly. Soon as I arrived home, I told Nanay what happened. She said, "sabi ko sa iyo flat, e." I stopped and realized, so that was what she was telling me when I started moving away from house but I ignored and didn't bother to go back and ask what it was.

Again, I am stupid.

I'm not blogging to open myself to mockery but I just want to share what I learned and I hope you will remember the lessons more than the shame of my recent biking experience.

3 Lessons
1. Look - Check your vehicle before moving (so basic, i know!)
2. Listen - It pays to listen to warnings, comments and feedback, especially when they come from your parents.
3. Act - Lessons are not learned when not obeyed. Remember what the bible says, "knowledge puffs up". It's one thing to know and it's another thing to apply.

Now, happy to bike again, hopefully soon...

 


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