helen-louise (baratron) wrote,
helen-louise
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machine NRE

Oh my God, I am in lust...

The object of my lust has three wheels, two handlebars, and a chain. I sit on it, and it takes me places.

Yes, I have a tricycle. And it's quite possibly the most life-changing machine I've ever used, the breadmaker and ice cream maker not withstanding.

Suddenly I can ride a cycle like a normal person, which after many years of being abnormal and collecting new and exotic diagnoses is rather like coming out of... fog, into bright sunlight. Or something. I've never been very good at analogies.

It goes faster than I have ever been able to move in my life. The fastest I felt comfortable pedaling last night was faster than Richard could run. It can go even faster than that, if I wanted to.

I'm surprised how quickly it stops - how short the stopping distance is, even on a wet road. I only have to use one of the brakes to stop completely, which could be useful in an emergency. I'm surprised how small its turning circle is - for something so wide, it can get through narrow gaps and round obstacles. It's stable enough that I could ride it on two of the three wheels without falling off.

I'm going back out with my new partner. See you later.
Tags: disability, tricycles
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