Assignment 21 | Evan Winkler

When I was much younger, around 6-8 years of age, I was learning how to ride a bicycle for the first time. My dad bought me a set of 'training wheels' to attach to my bike's rear wheel, but they weren't any help to me because they couldn't both touch the ground at the same time. Riding with them, I would keep swerving from side to side trying to get at least one of them to touch the ground, and I would predictably crash more than made sense for someone trying to "learn on level 1" or "take it easy." What my dad did following our observations was to just remove the training wheels and try and coach me without them, which worked far better than I expected at the time. Sooner or later, I was an aficionado, and we had wasted 20 bucks on a set of training wheels.