As someone who learned cycling as a near-adult, the main insight is that you turn the wheel in the direction in which the bike is falling to push it back vertical. Once I had been told that negative-feedback mechanism, the only delay was until I got frustrated enough with going slowly to say, “heck with this ‘rolling down a slight slope’ game, I’m just going to turn the pedals.” Whereupon I was genuinely riding the bicycle.
...for about a minute, until I got the bright idea of trying to jump the curb. Did you know that rubbing the knee off a pair of jeans will leave a streak of blue on concrete?
I estimate the total time between donning the helmet and hitting the sidewalk was less than an hour—but it was probably a decade ago, so I don’t trust my recollections.
As someone who learned cycling as a near-adult, the main insight is that you turn the wheel in the direction in which the bike is falling to push it back vertical. Once I had been told that negative-feedback mechanism, the only delay was until I got frustrated enough with going slowly to say, “heck with this ‘rolling down a slight slope’ game, I’m just going to turn the pedals.” Whereupon I was genuinely riding the bicycle.
...for about a minute, until I got the bright idea of trying to jump the curb. Did you know that rubbing the knee off a pair of jeans will leave a streak of blue on concrete?
What was your total time frame in learning to ride? Was there a period before you were told about turning the wheel?
I estimate the total time between donning the helmet and hitting the sidewalk was less than an hour—but it was probably a decade ago, so I don’t trust my recollections.