My trike came today! This is the tiredness.
Ming did amazing putting it together.
He carried my special chair to a good spot in the courtyard, and I had a lovely view.
I love this action shot. Way to use your elbow as a lever! The handlebars were too low.
The garden is beyond gorgeous. Does that look pretty to you? That’s my idea of ultimate chaos-pretty.
My preliminary verdict is it’s hella flimsy. There’s a spectrum from light-flimsy to heavy-sturdy. I had to trust the bike, lean hard on the left pedal to get my right foot situated on the right. I thought it might snap, but it didn’t.
I triked around Bartlett Ave like a cautious jankiness evaluator. Jankiness was high. But I’ll wear a helmet and hope to be safe. I don’t have a mama to worry anymore.
I feel a lot prettier than I look. I decided that’s better than looking a lot prettier than I feel. “How can I look like a little kid and old lady at the same time?” I asked Ming.
