That must be hard.I didn’t enjoy learning to drive a car, however I did enjoy learning to ride a bike.
It’s not been easy for me, my grandfather was killed on one so it’s utterly taboo in my family.
The ‘guilt’ has been one of the hardest things - constantly waiting for ‘I told you so’
Despite all this, I’ve loved every minute of it.
Death had the opposite affect on me. I took a bike test in the 90's and failed. I never got around to re-take it. But I've lost a lot of family in recent years to illness including my parents. I also had a serious illness myself a while ago. It's made me realise how short life is, especially as I'm in my 50's now. So one day I decided life was too short not to learn. "If not now, then when?" and here I am with a YBR 125 in the garage and a goal of getting my full license and a bigger bike. It's taking longer than I expected because of the pandemic. But I'll get there.