Aren’t they supposed to borrow your shoes before they borrow your bike?
I guess if the shoe fits, let them wear it (or in this case ride it), right?
She was thrilled that the new (used) Brompton fit and thought something of mine was actually “so cool.” How many more times will I hear that in the next 5 years? (not many). So I let her ride it before I’d actually ridden it myself and before Tim had a chance to ride his matching yellow clown bike, either.
In case you’re wondering, I couldn’t take it out on its maiden voyage because we were headed to pick up her brother at his friend’s house and I needed my Xtracycle to get him home. Originally she was going to ride her own bike – that is, until she saw the tiny yellow one.
At least it got some use on the first day. And since it fits her too, another rationalization for a bike I didn’t really need!